Of course God's hand was at work regarding anything that we put into it, but we also had 12 days of fantastic OJT from the NICU staff at SMH that made homecoming fairly easy.
|Zander ready for the ride home|
|Zella ready too|
Yesterday the day started with the two of us waking up at home alone around 5am -- uncharacteristic to say the least. We were both so excited about Zella and Zander coming home that we couldn't sleep. When we got to the hospital, we had to wait for the Dr. Tolosa (awesome) to finish rounds and release the kids. He did.
We loaded them in the car and came home... nothing crazy. I have to say though that leaving the NICU was like the end of a cruise or the end of bandcamp. It felt like we were leaving a lot of great friends behind and was actually a little sad. We really came to love and respect the staff there (we can't say enough).
|Momma in the middle|
This morning we had the first appointment at the pediatrician's office -- Dr. Caroll. He is also our neighbor but ultimately a great guy; child advocate and someone who cares. That trip was uneventful too.
|1st visit to see Dr. Caroll|
|Zander's 1st trip to the changing table|
Yesterday, apprehension was high. Today, everything is good. Jessica came over last night to hold her little siblings and our friends down the street (Joe & Carolyn) are feeding us all week. We'll see how the night goes as we enter day two of survivorman.
Love2 u all