We are off to try and spring our little man from the Big House and bring him home (he is now 3 1/2 weeks old!). So a big old YAY (as well as a tiny little, oh sh**–we’re in charge). We are pretty darn excited, although I am trying to contain it, just in case we get to the hospital and something has delayed it again. Because of his lungs being vulnerable we are going to be rather hermit-like for a while–it’s not you, it’s us. (well, it’s kind of you. you might have a cold.)
The trepidation I feel even though we have already established good breastfeeding and good bottle feeding, have bathed him, changed his diapers, taken his temperature, and burped and clothed him makes me wonder how parents who are sent home after a day or two do it. Mostly though, I’m just excited. Let the adventure begin its next phase!