So, transitioning home has been a bit difficult. Just more of a, whoa this is my life now thing and figuring out how to keep up with the toddler demands at the same time trying to soak in this sweet, blissful newborn phase that goes too stinking fast. It's a hard balance. I also need to grow another set of hands--because, for real.
I'm glad my husband is home to help for the rest of the week and weekend--but I've still found it hard to just sit down and type out the birth story. I HAVE TO DO IT, though. I will do it. But--I just haven't had time and it will take time.
BUT. I did manage to get together the photos from a lot of her first few days of life. Of course this is only a snapshot of the bulk of pictures--but it tells a story. I'm so proud of my husband for taking 90% of these pictures. We decided we just wanted it to be us in the delivery room this time--and he still managed to coach me, snap a few pictures, and get the feel of the special day she arrived. I love that man.
Consider this just a taste, without words, of our last few days.
Hopefully the words can come soon.