On our way

We only learned yesterday that she'd passed her car seat test, which was the final hurdle. She had to be able to prove that she could keep her oxygenation up while strapped into her seat. We hear she was in it for two and a half hours with no problems.

We were at the NICU for several hours today. There was a flurry of paperwork to do, appointments to go over, questions to ask, stuff to gather up, and then we were off.

I was reminded of when we came home with Big Sister Kate. It seemed amazing at the time that they just gave this teeny baby to a couple of obvious nincompoops, and away we went with no adult supervision.

I was pretty nervous on the way down, because after all the warnings about keeping her away from colds and viruses, here we were in an elevator filled with strangers. In the pharmacy where we stopped to pick up a couple of things, a little girl wanted to see the baby and got too close. A karate chop dropped her in her tracks, and we escaped in the confusion...

We had been dropped off and picked up at the hospital by Grampie, as we had been many times before. Kim has been at their house almost daily for the duration. When we got back to their house to drop him off, Grammie was there to see if she was really with us. She really was.

And then we were off again.