A Change of the Change of Plans

Welp. One night just isn’t going to cut it.

So here we stay for another night. Maybe two. Maybe more. We don’t know yet.

We do know, though, that this kid is just not ready to come back home 💜

Absolutely could NOT make it work without the invested help of our friends. Social services does not make it easy to have people come help with our kids, but we have a current setup that should work for at least a couple of days. I am SO grateful for the flexibility Bradys work provides, as well as our closest people. And to those who have offered their warm love and care and willingness to help – THANK YOU. It means so very much to know we could ask, and people could home. That alone provides some relief.

I am grateful to be able to be here with this kid. Its amazing how fast a baby can recognize and fear people in the yellow gowns. Everyone and everything is upsetting. It would be AWFUL to not be here together.

Our lovely nurse snuck a lunch into my fridge. I felt like a kid, and I loved it.

Its been a long day of crying. Feeling crappy. Hungry. Exhausted.

The kid has to sleep sometime, right? 😬