Our little jet setter on her way home...
The hospital discharged us 12.16 and we were so excited to get home!
Home to Weezie (our beloved first-born... cockapoo that is), home to a warm fireplace, home where nurses, docs, etc. aren't knocking on your door every 20 minutes just as you have settled in to your twin hospital bed with your hubby and new baby. Home where new grandparents are excitedly waiting to welcome you, where a nursery is awaiting you, and where the closet full of baby clothes you have been looking at for months are finally ready to be put to use.
Josh refused to drive over 45 mph, I sat next to Norah on my hospital pillow (a fractured tailbone was one of my souvenirs from the whole birthing experience:), and our beautiful little girl slept through the entire transfer. We were on our way!
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