I'm starting to get the hang of the shots. Do I like it....no. But I can do it. I've been practicing a lot, cuz come Tuesday it will be up to Scott and I to do them. Our baby girl is coming home.
Last Thursday the doctor on rounds told me.......
DR.- (very casually)So I think she can come home maybe Friday or Saturday
me- O kaay......that should be good. My husband gets home from N.Y on Sunday, that should give us time to get things ready.
DR.- no, this Friday and Saturday
me- Dude that's tomorrow! Are you crazy?! I have nothing! No husband, my sister (my biggest help) just left the country, and I have nothing ready. N O T H I N G ! That's when my panic attack started.
I had this vision in my head that when I was told that Davy could come home Scott and I would be together and be so happy and maybe even a rainbow would appear in the hospital room. But instead I felt panic, scared and alone. I had no idea how I was going to to all the things I needed to do all by myself. Well first off , my mom came down to watch my kids, so I could work with my insurance, the hospital, pharmacies, find a pediatrician and I don't even want to tell you about my house or how I didn't even have a crib for Davy to sleep in. Then my sister Jennie called me and said, I'm coming to help you. I started to feel a little better. Then when I came home that night I saw my sisters, Cathy and Terri's car in my driveway. I lost it. I started crying. I'm not alone..... I have my family. My SIL Amber came to help and my other SIL Tania came and scrubbed all my walls. Then my Dad came and took all the kids to the park and movies so we could get the house ready. Why did I start nesting when my baby was 2 months? I should have had this done months ago.
The house is now ready, Scott is home and the panic is gone. I am ready......I think.