The First Real Day

The first day in the hospital with you in my arms. I remembering waking up and still not believing where I was and that you were in the room. You slept a lot. You were so small and I was still learning how to feed you. After several attempts, you were losing weight and I had to give you some from a bottle. You were now 5.9 and I was worried. I knew you were tough, but you were so small and could not afford to lose anymore weight. We had a busy day. The doctor came and saw me. Your doctor came and saw you. There were blood tests. Daddy ran to the house to grab your car seat. You had to have a special test for babies born early to make sure that you would be ok to ride in your car seat. During the day and evening you had a ton of visitors. You passed your car seat test. Woohoo we can take you home tomorrow. We were excited. You had the cutest little cry. I was so soft, I was afraid I would not hear you when you woke up. You had a great day and we were ready to get home and get started on our life as a family of three.