I'll be honest...the 1st night home was rough. Only 1 1/2 hours of sleep total. We had our first pediat appt Thurs. morn so I wanted to get up early enough to give us enough time to get everything ready. Turns out I didn't need to "get up", cause I was already up... And we still barely made it at 9am. They weighed her and told us she had lost a few ounces, which is normal, but doc said she had lost a few more than he would have liked to see-but that she was still ok. She's feeding much better now and will hopefully start putting some back on.

Night #2 was much better...I decided to put her in her crib, instead of the pack and play in our bedroom. It was fantastic. I could hear here when she was fussing and ready to eat, but didn't hear all the other little noises babies make. Plus, she couldn't hear us moving around, turning over, etc. So I'm pretty sure that's how we're going to do it from now on. She fed about every 3 hours which gave me a chance to sleep in between. I can handle that. It's what we went through the first night that I couldn't continue to do.

I do have to say tho that this week would have been much more difficult if it wasn't for my Aunt Janie. She flew out from Illinois early Sun morn before we went to the hospital, and has been with me every step of the way. It's nice cause she has 4 kids of her own and lots of experience. And with her being my mom's sister, it really helped me to feel more of mom here with me. She has been such a help to us this week and I'm so sad to see her go tomorrow. Thanks to my little bro Jimbo for giving her a pass on Southwest to come out here. I love you guys.