This morning Zach and I headed to the hospital one final time. We got there around 8:45. They did rounds on him first, then brought us paperwork to go over, and then we were on our way! I had to be wheeled down in a wheel chair, since our car seat isn’t an infant bucket seat. The nurses mentioned several times how very ready he was to go home. Maybe they knew how terrifying it is to go from 24/7 monitoring to… nothing. The NP mentioned during rounds that I’m good at pacing him when he eats. I’ve noticed that he is starting to remember to breathe between swallows, rather than gulp gulp gulping and then catching his breath.
We’ve been hanging out at home for the day, just snuggling and doing newborn things. With our five week old.