Our little Gracie Girl was one week old yesterday.
Pete and I checked out of the hospital on Sunday and our puppies were very happy to have us home. It was SO weird being home that first night. It wasn’t as sad as I thought it would be- Gracie has been doing incredibly well and I just feel like we are so lucky and have so much to celebrate that even though we couldn’t bring our girl home like we wanted, we should celebrate our blessings and not wallow. But it was so weird, coming home not pregnant without a baby. Almost like it never happened. Except that all we did all night was watch videos and looks at pictures and talk about Miss GQ.
Funny story. On Saturday her nurse asked us if we could bring in a blankey for Gracie because apparently they had tried all of their blanket options in the NICU and she kept throwing all of them off and they were out of ideas. We brought her in an Aden & Anis blanket with a fab pink and red color scheme that I am using for her nursery, and she loves it.
That’s my girl! Already favors a thread count.
We spent the day at the hospital yesterday, Pete got to hold her for a long time and there is just nothing better than seeing him with her. She is obsessed with him and just stares in wonder the whole time. She also likes to grab onto his fingers and hold on for dear life.
Finger holding in general causes overwhelming excitement.
I held her for awhile, too. Changed a few diapers, and just had some good momma time.
Girl was way tubed up there for awhile, and slowly but surely she has been shedding her gear and has been making incredible progress towards coming home with us!
Thank you forever for all of the continued support!