About Dear Bex

This is my place to speak to my daughter. She won't remember these early days in her life, and I want to make sure that I do! Plus, there's just so much I want to say to her and be sure she knows.

September 6, 2011

The Trip Home

Dear Bex,

Bringing you home from the hospital was funny, scary, exhilirating, exhausting and just plain crazy! The Daddy and I couldn't believe they let us take you with us - were we ready for this?!

We got all packed up, loaded into car seats and wheelchairs, and had The Daddy get the car. He quickly parked it in a fire zone, a big no-no, but one we figured would be okay as we were ready to go.  He came up to get us and DING DING DING goes the fire alarm! All of the doors closed automatically and we were locked in the maternity ward with nowhere to go.  Fire engines came, and our car was still in the fire zone! This made it a HUGE no-no!  Luckily the alarms finally stopped, they let us go, and we didn't get in too much trouble about the car.

The Daddy drove us so carefully through the streets of New York City.  I sat in the back with you, taking pictures of him driving and making sure you were okay.  You fussed a bit, but looking back I'm fairly certain that's because we had you in a onesie, an outfit, a big snowsuit, and buckled into your snuggly car seat while in the car with the heat on! It was January - we didn't want you to be cold!

Once we were inside, your Great Grandmother (aka GG) and Aunt Judy were there to greet you, along with Grandma and Grumpa and Mimi and PopPop.  It was a big homecoming! 

We all stared at you, made sure you were comfortable and happy, and began to open the many gifts that you had received already.  It was a whirlwind of a day, and then we met Karen - she was the first nurse that was with us for about three weeks.  I spent so much time with her, because at that time you were so little that you needed to eat all the time, and it took you forever to do so!  We would feed you every 2 - 2 1/2 hours, and it took about an hour, between the feeding and the constant burping.  I was constantly in the glider in your room, at all hours!  

Karen was with us when we tried our hardest to breastfeed, when Mommy had to go back to the hospital for a blood patch to fix her spinal headache once and for all, and to teach us all about how to care for a newborn.  She gave you your first bath, was your first roommate and our savior those first few weeks and we absolutely loved her! 

This is one of my favorite pictures from the first day or two at home - it's what we used on your birth announcements, your thank you notes, and if you look closely, there's Karen's finger in the bottom corner!
I love you, baby girl!


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