Bringing You Home

When the Dr released you and I to go home, we were so excited. I started getting dressed and Daddy started calling our parents and a few friends to let them know we were coming home. Then we packed up our gifts we had recieved and my hospital bag and got you dressed in your special take home outfit. You looked so cute! We loaded everything on a cart, Daddy pushed it and the nurse pushed me in a wheel chair out to the car. Daddy was so excited! He came running back to the hospital with the empty cart and then ran really fast back to the car (it was cold outside). He pulled up in the car and helped get you in the car seat, and he did great. Then nurse helped me in the car, then accidentially slammed my finger in the car, ouch!!! It hurt real bad, but I was on some meds, thank goodness, or it might have been allot worse.

You did pretty good in the car. I sat in the back seat with you. It was weird (but great) driving with you. We had waitied for you to fill that seat. We stared at the empty seat for weeks waiting for you baby. We were so happy you were with us and we were taking you home. I was nervous to be in the car with you. I knew Daddy was a great driver and that he would be extra careful, but the other drivers, well, I wasn't so sure of. I again had to remain faithful.

We arrived home, my parents there to greet us and help out a little bit. They were there with dinner (camping chicken-yummy, and helped us unload the car. They held you while your Daddy and got settled in at home. We realized quickly that I and you would have to stay in the guest room for awhile (which we did until you were about 5-6 weeks) because I couldn't get in and out of the bed in our room. So we set up camp in the guestroom. Your Daddy helped me in the shower and into bed and slept in the room with us for a few nights.

Your first night home was very hard. We both said to eachother that we probably should have stayed one more night at the hospital, which we could have, but decided to leave early. Most c-sec mommies sta 4 nights, we stayed 3 (6 total though-counting labor). You cried allot, we thought probably because of your sourroundings, you poor little baby, you were probably scared. You ate every two hours and your Daddy and I kept track (writing down) everytime you ate, peed and pooped. It was allot to keep up with. We did this to give to your Dr. You got better though after a few days, and you didn't cry nearly as much.