Sam: Coming Home

After asking to stay another day to hopefully be moving around better, the day had finally come to take our sweet boy home. I was excited to have my family together in our home, but nervous because I was still hurting pretty bad and not at all able to get around like I had been with Allie. The night before I told John that there was no way that I could sleep in a bed and be able to get up every 1.5-2 hours like Sam had been doing in the hospital, so my sweet husband went early that morning in search of a recliner for the nursery that I could sleep in that would help me get up and down easier. We called it my "push present" even though there wasn't any "pushing" involved. I have friends whose husband bought them earrings and necklaces as "push presents" and I told John that just because I had a c-section didn't mean that I should be exempt from this newly discovered tradition. We took a quick picture before we left, that didn't really turn out great, but it is what it is....

It's funny how different things are with the second one... I didn't even put him in a "going home" outfit. John's Mom was there but other than that it was just another day. I remember with Allie I had planned that day for ever. People came to see us off from the hospital and more people were at our house ready to welcome us home. We didn't even tell my mom we were home for like 2 hours because we wanted to get unpacked and settled before Allie came home. And now the fun begins!