There were two nurses that really stood out when I had my daughter.
My baby was always difficult to pick up on the monitors–I often had to be positioned just so, or she would drop off the feed. But when I was on Cervadil, I was so uncomfortable laying down in bed, that I begged to sit up. That nurse went above and beyond to find a way where I could sit up and she could still monitor the baby, including using towels to brace the monitor, instructing my husband on how to old it, and holding it herself for awhile just so I didn’t have to lay back down. I know it sounds like a tiny thing, but laying down was so terrible, that I could have kissed her for trying to hard to let me stay sitting up.
After delivery, that same nurse asked me if I wanted a sandwich. I told her “No, thank you,” because I was too busy looking at my daughter. She brought it anyway, and put it in the fridge, and said “You’ll be hungry soon.” At the time I was mildly irritated, but sure enough, about 10 minutes later, I was ravenous. I now chalk that up to something I just had no idea about. I found out that she also brought a sandwich for my husband, because we had mentioned he was hypoglycemic, and she knew he hadn’t left my side for the last two days. She was amazing.
Another nurse was there…the second night after my daughter was born. We had wanted to go home that evening, but we couldn’t get discharged until the morning, and all three of us were cranky. The baby was crying, and we had just fed her, so we tried and tried to soothe her, and we were losing our minds.
She offered to take her so we could sleep, which was sweet, but when we declined, she told us about cluster feeding. I had never heard that term before, and sure enough, another half an ounce and Lexi was right out.
Basically, there are ways to offer advice and suggestions without being pushy, and in my opinion, if you know something that the new parents might not have any idea about, just gently let them know, and then let them decide what to do with it.
Oh, and also, really quick (not that I can ever imagine you doing this) one nurse (not mine) asked me if I wanted a flu shot. I declined, and she said “Oh, starting off your job as a mother irresponsibly, are we?” That’s my advice. Don’t say that.