June 14th was a great day...we headed up to the hospital hoping and praying that Avenlea had done really well overnight and we would bring her home. Even though we had high hopes, we knew in reality it was very unlikely that we would be walking out of the hospital today with our baby girl. We were up early to feed her before church and we wanted to talk to the doctor to plead our case. Come on....really with our experience with a newborn, who wouldn't trust us to take a baby home with a few complications. We waited and waited...it really seemed like forever til we saw the doctor, and in reality it was only about an hour after we had gotten there that we were talking to her.
We knew she had gained weight consistently over the last two days, she had held her temp for 24 hours, and she had breast fed for 30 minutes that morning. All things that were positives for her. The doctor was very happy with her progress...and seemed to like the fact that I was willing to bring her in to the clinic everyday if I had to for her to come home. She laughed and asked if she could assess her and then we got the news...the best news we could here. News that seriously was worth missing church for. We decided to wait to call our parents...and surprise my mom and dad when we got home and walked in with her. We didn't think it would take so long to be discharged...when it got past 9:30 they figured it out. Oh well. it was still exciting to bring her home. Jackson was pretty interested in his little sis when she came in too. He just kept saying Hi Bebe...constantly at different volumes...we had to quiet it down when it was right in her ear at max volume...so we tried getting him to whisper...I am sure you all know how that went. He also gave her kisses...not blown ones...he wanted to grab her head, bring it to him and kiss her cheek. We are slowly working on the fingers not heading straight for her face...gets a little scary. I am sure it will all take time... Everytime Avenlea has a bottle Jackson thinks it is his baba...and gets mad...but also wants to eat so we won't complain if we can get him to eat, right? He is also a little bit testy when mom is holding the baby and he wants something. I am sure this will only get worse instead of better as she starts to invade his stuff more. Only time will tell.