Finally, after a pain-staking, scary ass week, and many many worried and sleepless nights, our baby daughter Julia has finally arrived back at La Casa, our home sweet home. Her condition all stable, although still obviously shook up from all the tests, tests and did I mention tests? For 3 days straight, she was scared shitless, literally (no passing motion for most of that time) and today all that stress exploded out, again literally 🙂 For the entire day she’s been screaming her lungs out, obviously distraught and unconsolable, and especially during diaper changes. I personally think she’s just so scared, knowing that the nurses always took her blood-pressure, gave her medication, took her blood, examined her wounds and changed the oxygen-tubes, every single time they changed her diaper. Only after that they would feed her her bottle. It all makes perfect sense: She needs all the stuff done and you reward her with milk. However, to our Julia, now, changing a diaper is equal to murder: Not going down without a struggle..

We’re worried, wondering whether the things we do are making things better or worse, as from her response it is hard to gage. Yet, we try and comfort ourselves and most importantly her, that everything will be a lot better in a couple of days. We’re so extremely happy that she’s finally home and that we can put all the days in the hospital, worried about every sound, every opening door, every phone call, are finally behind us.. Finally! We have our baby girl back home, and we’re not letting her go anymore! She’s ours for the keeping, through better and through worse.. Let us hope for only better for 2009 onwards! Welcome Home Baby Girl!