This morning we got some unexpected news: I could go home!!! We were hoping for me to go home by Sunday or Monday, trying not to have any high expectations. After a few visits from different doctors, nurses, specialists, etc, and a few extra tests and hours of monitoring, I was free. My mood immediately changed the second my nurse pushed me out of the hospital room. I hadn't even seen life outside my door this entire week! I was literally in the same place for 6 days. I know it could be worse, but because of the initial shock of being admitted to the hospital and then not knowing when I would (if at all) be released, the week was incredibly difficult. I can't believe how much I love laying on my own couch, using my own (HOT!) heating pad, and seeing Danny's toys around the family room. I can hardly wait for him to get home tonight and play with his Christmas presents around the couch where I can watch him :) All I want is to see that smiling face and know that he is at home, happy, and can see his mama. My goal is to make it through one week at a time, because every day that goes by is one more day this little boy gets to ripen up, which is incredibly important at this point. Every day is a milestone for baby's development, and I plan to get him through as many milestones as possible. I LOVE the happiness that being home brings, and I pray that I'll be able to spend as much time here as possible. Hooray for the couch!
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