On Saturday we got to go home! YAY!

Here is a picture checking in and checking out of the hospital:

We drove very carefully home with you, and we must have checked 100 times if you were still breathing!  Now that you’re here, we’re worried about you every second of every day.  I find myself putting my hand on your chest, or in front of your nose to make sure you’re still breathing about a million times a day.   When we got home, I snapped a quick picture of Daddy holding you for the first time in our home:

Your furry sister dog,  Annabelle,  was super excited when we walked in the door.  She didn’t know what to make of you.  She sat in front of me trembling.  She badly wanted to get up in your face and sniff and lick you all over.  We were afraid she’d scratch you or hurt you so we slowly let you around her.   It was time for you to eat when we got home, so we got settled in on the couch and let Annabelle come close, she immediately came and sat right next to you on your boppy pillow.   She loves her baby brother.  She might love you a little too much!

That first night was pretty scary for us.  You still had some mucus that you would cough and choke on (not as bad as you did in the hospital), so we didn’t get much sleep that night.  Your Dad continues to be really wonderful.  He changes all your diapers, and does all the cooking and cleaning.  He really really takes care of us.  He’s more than we could ever ask for.  If only he had boobs!