For the most part Lorelei is doing remarkably well with all of these transitions.
My time in the hospital was difficult for her. She was happy during the days when things were “normal”, but broke down each night when she had to leave the hospital. The longer I stayed the more comfortable she became there, which was not necessarily a good thing. She got restless and a little too comfortable.
The next day Zach wheeled me back to the NICU. I got to hold Rowan again. This time is when everything hit me. I sat there holding him and crying. Zach may have also teared up a little.
I wasn’t allowed to see him until after the mag was turned off. I was also not allowed to eat. Eventually I was at least allowed to have some sprite. At some point they helped me get from the bed to a chair. THAT was not fun. Not even a little fun.