Going Home

I chose to come home from the hospital a couple of days early. There were many reasons for my decision but mostly I missed my girls and Andy and I was having to rely on the nurses a lot since Andy had to be home with the girls. It's very hard sitting in a hospital bed after surgery and having 2 crying babies that you cannot stand up to help soothe. At home we are able to better care for everyone.

Since I came home on day 2, I waited until late afternoon to leave. I had the room cleaned, my bags packed (and some sent home with a friend), and the boys dressed. We were ready to go!

Here they are waiting for Daddy and the girls to arrive.

The lighting was very poor since it was pouring outside but here they are in their 'going home' outfits. They are not orange in real life.

The lady who came to wheel me out of the hospital was insane. Really, she was. I hardly had time to snap a picture so this is all we have to share...

I ended up getting out of the wheelchair and ditching the lady while she called her supervisor to tell him I had abandoned ship. But like I said, she was seriously insane and if I didn't get out and walk the rest of the way I was going to stroke out. It was better for everyone.

I am going through pictures from my camera so I have some more backdated blogs to post! I'm so glad we're home! Today the boys are 6 days old. Woo hoo!