Going home

After 2 days in the hospital, we packed up and headed home…as a family of 5.  I really love the sound of that.

I know we’ve got some adjustments in store, but we’ll get through it.  I can’t say enough about the care we received in the hospital.  I’ve had great nurses each time I have delivered a child, my doctor is top-notch, and my husband is the greatest support person I could ask for.  I may have rough pregnancies, but I think God treats me to “easy” deliveries.  And for that, I am extremely thankful.

On our way home, Jake asked the boys if they thought we should get a birthday cake for baby Ingrid.  They said yes, of course.  We stopped at the grocery store and Jake ran in to get a cake.  He picked a pink one and the lady behind the bakery counter wrote Ingrid’s name on it.  We lit a “0” candle at home and let the boys blow it out before digging in.  It was strawberry flavored…yum!

After cake, we took the first (of many, I’m sure) pictures of the 3 kids together.  It’s so sweet to finally see them all together.

Nolan is absolutely thrilled to have Ingrid home.  That, and after I’ve recovered, I can wrestle again.