Friday, June 17, 2011

Going Home

I don't care what anyone tells you, going home from the hospital is scary. After three days of having doctors and nurses with you around the clock helping you with your baby, suddenly there you are with just you and your spouse and this tiny human being who's only a few days old and YOU are responsible for taking care of it. You are already exhausted and so unsure about everything. Don't get me wrong, Ric and I were totally on a high the first few days of parenthood. We were (and still are) so in love with our little guy. Still, the idea of going home to be the sole care providers for keeping this new little being alive is a BIG and daunting responsibility.

But there we were, with Parker man in his car seat, on our way home. We only live a few minutes from the hospital, so after stopping at Walgreens to pick up Mommy’s pain prescriptions, we were home in less than 20 minutes.

From then on, our house has never been the same...

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