After a 4 night stay in the hospital, we came home as a family of three on January 10, 2009. Upon walking in the door, we looked at each other with the cliche "what do we do now?" Little did we know that within hours, there would be no more of that question. Life became a blur of nursing, diaper changing, and a little self-care to recover from the birth. Somewhere in there we know we had some visitors. Our tiny bundle consumed every moment of every day (and most moments of most nights too).
Saturday, August 1, 2009
I'm Going Home
After a 4 night stay in the hospital, we came home as a family of three on January 10, 2009. Upon walking in the door, we looked at each other with the cliche "what do we do now?" Little did we know that within hours, there would be no more of that question. Life became a blur of nursing, diaper changing, and a little self-care to recover from the birth. Somewhere in there we know we had some visitors. Our tiny bundle consumed every moment of every day (and most moments of most nights too).
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