Going home

I had every intention of posting on Wednesday but we didn't get home until noon, so basically the day was already shot at that point and I was exhausted from six days in the hospital. It's funny, because what you need most when you are in the hospital is rest, and you get none with all the people coming in and out of your room all the time. I should know this being a nurse, but I have never been a patient so I hadn't actually experienced it. Also, I was so anxious to get home that I couldn't even rest because I was so focused on getting there. So Wednesday morning when the doctor said I could go home we were excited to say the least. I forgot to mention that Kate was discharged Tuesday which made me want to go home even more. We had half our house in our room...Marc and I are not light packers, so we packed up as fast as we could, took a few pictures, and headed out.

Everyone said I would cry on the way out and on the drive home and I fully expected to, but it was so surreal to be outside for the first time in a week and to actually be going home that I didn't. It wasn't until we were home and I placed Kate in her bassinet that I did cry. I could not believe that we had just brought our baby girl home!

Kate was mesmerized by the pattern of her car seat, I could barely get her to look straight ahead to get a picture.

Second (and a little better) family photo.

Kate in her bassinet.

Hanging out on mom and dad's bed.