Only one month ago Lil Chick was discharged from the hospital.
I was positively ITCHING to get out of there with her. I was pacing the room the entire morning packing up and getting ready to go. They did her last blood draw (note cotton ball and tape on head), gave her last IV antibiotics (note IV on foot) then took her IV out and finally FINALLY discharged us.
It already feels like it happened many months ago...or that maybe it was just a bad dream.
Never was I so happy than to take my Lil Chick home from the hospital for a second time. We gave her a bath right away to wash the hospital off of her:
You have to wash newborn babies in your sink...it's like a law:
She is healthy: eating frequently, gaining weight (just hit 8lbs!) and sleeping well. What more could I ask for?