Coming home

Evan was born on Saturday and we came home the following Monday. I was ready to go Sunday afternoon, but we decided to stay another day since we're new at this game.

We had amassed a lot of stuff in room 408.

We packed up our things and finished checking out around 11:30 AM. Jeff had the job of taking everything to the car (this took several trips), and I got to hang out with Evan.

We strapped Evan into his carseat, the Snugride 35 Racing Edition.


In a few minutes he was asleep!

We finally left the room and Jeff got to practice his carseat carrying technique.

We got to the car, prepared to insert the carseat into the base, and decided this would be a good time to read the manual!


Leaving the hospital was kind of fun, and it was nice to go outside again. Then Jeff said something along the lines of, "Alright Evan, we're going to bring you into the big world now. You'll have a good time here. We have so many great things to show you...", at which point this activity seemed monumental. Evan was leaving the protective confines of the hospital and would now rely on us to show him everything, and teach him what he needs to know. This seemed huge. When we got home we showed Evan his room, freshly painted and full of new furniture. The next day I gave him a tour of the house. "This is the family room, and up these stairs you'll find the kitchen. We won't show you where we keep the cookies. The dining room is through this door, and the living room is to our right." He seemed to like the place.

When I was pregnant people would say things like, "You must be nesting!" or "When I was pregnant I was nesting like crazy!" This usage of the word 'nesting' has always seemed strange to me, and anyway you'd think any animal allusions would at least be to another mammal. Instead of nesting one could call it getting ready for a house guest. When you have someone coming to stay you prepare their room, clean the house, make plans for entertaining, etc. This is no different, except this house guest happens to be staying for 18 years. (He's welcome to stay longer if he stays as sweet as he is now.) Whatever you call it, we had fun getting ready for Evan. Welcome to our home little guy!