No news is good news

Home is precisely what the doctor ordered!  It's been nearly a week since our return and not much has happened; we've put a sign on the door to assure that we aren't disturbed, we've only had a couple visitors, we're falling into a comfortable and sometimes challenging routine.  All is well!  I find myself wondering when I'll be ready to see people again--things are so nice on Planet Baby!  Anyways, since we aren't letting you in, we'll shoot some more photos out there~

Better late than never

Who wants to go home?

We finally made it home!!  It turns out that our discharge from the hospital was complete at 1 pm yesterday; due to a lack of communication, we didn't get out until 9 pm!  Staff must have thought that we didn't "really" want to leave.  All is well that ends well!  We are probably going to board up the doors and windows at home for a week until we've settled into a normal, human routine.  Hopefully those who are dying to see Hugo will be able to forgive us for the wait.  What a couple of weeks: anything to make sure that both baby and mama are comfortable and healthy!

The face of things to come

Home is where the heart is

The peak of hospital efficiency has passed; the more we stay here, the worse we feel.  Hugo spent a couple nights in NICU before the staff felt comfortable letting him out.  His blood culture didn't show any serious oddities and his antibiotics were completely administered.  Last night, we were all reuinited in "our room" for a fairly peaceful night.  Amy was supposed to be discharged by midnight but ended up "needing" observation for a little longer because her blood pressure is high.  In my unprofessional opinion, anyone who has spent 9 months gestating, 5 days contracting, undergone a surgery, and then heard that their first-born son might be sick should have an elevated blood pressure.  What I would prescribe is a calm ride home and sleep, sleep, eat, sleep for a week straight.  Hugo is on the verge of being discharged and is napping a bunch with Ma in the meantime.  We were glad to show up here and we'll be even happier to get the "all clear" signal!

"our room" with a view

 

I just ran into a buddy down the hall whose wife is presently in labor.  I'm starting to feel like I live here and need to greet people!  Seeing him reminds me of where we were at just a week ago.  A week ago, going on six months!  All in due time--the important part of the equation is that both mother and child (although distressed) are in fine health.  Nothing some rest, nutrition, and calm won't fix!