We took Quinn home on a Saturday.

Saturday was discharge day. They let us take Quinn home!

Mike took some photos & video in the morning when he arrived. I really love the photo of the empty car seat in front of the hospital entrance. It's so tiny. Quinn is so tiny! He felt extra-small leaving the hospital (especially since his weight had dropped to 6 pounds!).

Tim & Amy visited in the morning. Amy & I have gone through our pregnancies together, & oh how grateful I am for her! Such a good friend, & so wonderful to have someone in my exact same shoes in that very moment, every step of the way. It was a teensy bit strange to see her there pregnant, & me holding a baby in my arms, not only because it was hard to imagine a Quinn folded up in her stomach, but also because we always thought that she would deliver first. That being said, her turn came one week after Q was born, & Baby Eli is a gem.

My favorite nurse GiGi taught us how to give Q a sponge bath, took us through a bunch of paperwork, made sure Q was in his carseat safely (he was swimming in it, even with the infant insert) & led us out the door. Alone. With no other adult supervision.

Gulp.

Our cab driver did not share my sense of humor. When he pulled over & hopped out to help us with all of our stuff I said You're a good driver, right??! He took my question very literally & stumbled over his words nervously when he said Generally, yes, I try very hard to be. I told him that didn't really make me feel any better. That being said, he was obviously driving quite cautiously all the way back to our apartment. I appreciated that.

When we got home, our apartment was bright & filled with light. It was a beautiful day. I took these photos. Then the three of us sat on the couch & I saw our reflection in the TV. Three of us. For 5 1/2 years, I've only seen two of us looking back. I showed Mike what I was looking at, & I think we both felt perfectly warm & fuzzy about our new view.

Tim 

Amy + Baby Eli in utero + Baby Q