Away We Go!

Finally being released to go home was a learning experience. The baby had to be released by her doctor, I had to be released by the general doctor and my obstetrician, and speak to the billing department. Talk about a circus!

Say cheese!

My husband and I joked that my obstetrician was like the John Wayne of OBs, he was the Dos Equis man...he was the guy that showed up to check my cervix in a leather bomber jacket and slacks. He rolled up his jacket sleeves, put on the hospital gloves, and was quick and straight to the point.When he held our four day old newborn, I went to take a picture, he said look at the camera and she did!

After finally getting the car loaded, the nurse walked us out of the hospital and we buckled Emma in for her first car ride. I wasn't sure how she would react to being in her car seat for the first time, and dealing with the movement of the vehicle. I had never noticed how many bumps and potholes there were on the highway and roads home until we had driven in the car with our newborn for the first time. She did surprisingly well! In fact, she had her first smile that day in the car ride.