Coming Home!

This evening, Christian and I finally left the hospital with our NEW BABY!
I've been discharged from so many hospitals so many times, 

and it takes f o r e v e r!  

I was dying to go home, be with the girls, 

and be in my own bed and tub!

My doctor came into my room and informed me that he'd only discharge me

 if I left my PICC line in. He asked me to return in two weeks to have it taken out, 

so unfortunately, I left the hospital with the line still in my arm.
So we had to wait to get an X-ray to be sure it was still placed in a 

safe place so I could go home, and that took forever.
I also think the storm is making everyone nervous, and things are getting backed up.  

I heard so many babies were being born this weekend, too.  

I think something in the air.
Finally, we got the green light.  Christian went to the parking garage 

and got our car while I packed up my stuff, and the nurse helped me put 

teeny tiny Minnie into her new car seat, dressed in her new outfit from Aunt Sam.

She wheeled us both to the elevator and down to the main level, 

where Christian was waiting in the car with the heat on.
He helped me into the car and buckled Minnie into the backseat.  

We said goodbye and thank you to my nurse, then we both got in the car, 

looked at Minnie, then at each other, and I started to cry.  I couldn't believe it.  

Minnie was here, safe and sound, and we are

 40-something-year-old parents starting all over again.  
We pulled up to Stillestead with a fire roaring and dinner on the stove

 (thank you, Jane!) and Lottie waiting to hold her new baby sister.

So SO happy!
I am so happy.