Welcome Home Bailey!

We spent two days in the hospital after Bailey Boo was born. Sam definitely got the short end of the stick: the uncomfortable cot, listening to all my whining, calling the nurse and cafeteria for me because I didn't want to, etc...

As a reward I did let him hold little Boopers every once in awhile
But mostly I held her, except when it came time to change her diapers. Lucky Sam got to tackle all the icky black tar poops and you would not believe how grossed out he was.
Boopers sucking on her bink...
Not sure what we would do without that.

And then, just like that they let us take her home.
So we bundled her up in her way too big outfit, and buckled her into her way too big car seat on that rainy morning and drove the 1 mile home so slowly, all the while complaining about how crazy the people in Utah drive.

The first two days at home were wonderful. Our slightly jaundice baby was so sleepy. She slept for six hour stretches at night and we both decided we had the perfect baby and this whole parenting thing was going to be a piece of cake.
Love this little bug
Who needs a puppy when you have a Bailey?
Our lives have been turned upside down. The house is a disaster, the laundry keeps piling up, we have already gone through a million diapers, been peed and pooped on, have to schedule out all errands in three hour increments based on her feedings, and yet, we are loving every second of it.