In just a matter of days. Mila came home on day 9 weighing in just one ounces less than her birth weight: 5lbs 2oz. Newborn clothes are still huge on her, even Gerber newborn onesies which are like the tiniest things ever!
She has super skinny legs, she barely has any fat on her at all. Baby gowns have been our friends because I only need to roll the sleeves up. I got her just a few preemie sleepers to get us by until the newborn clothes we have start to fit her. Avonlea was chubbier than Mila when born and skipped the preemie stuff. So we don't have much that fits Mila at the moment, besides baby gowns. In the picture of us going home, Mila's feet are really about where the knees of the outfit are. They are definitely not in the feet of the sleeper.
Our first night home went pretty smooth. She woke every 3 hours to eat and then slept for about 1.5 to 2 hours after. I let her sleep from 4:30-7am and then woke her up to eat since her last feed was at 3am.
Avonlea has done surprisingly well with her. So far, she adores the baby and gives her kisses. Avonlea still thinks the baby items are play things for her dolls and really that has been the only challenge so far. The boys also adore her and want to be near her when I am nursing her. We had a rather full bed this morning.
The kids are in school during the day so it's been rather quiet around here today. Avonlea normally goes to the babysitter the first half of the week, so we have kept that the same for her. I forgot how quiet and easy one kiddo can be. :)
I've gotten some laundry done, dishes done, made some GF bread, showered, and relaxed on the couch so far today. It's soooo nice to be back home full time and not at the hospital for 12+ hours each day. That was really starting to wear on me both physically and emotionally. The boys were having a hard time with me gone for five days straight, so I decided to come home on Friday and just drive the hour each day to the hospital. Once they moved her to the CCN unit, they were going to let me 'parent over night' at the hospital, but she ended up being released the very next day. Much to my relief!
I am ready for things to get back to normal again. Thank heavens for my husband who held down the fort and got the kids where they needed to be all week so that I could focus on Mila and getting her home. He never even got to hold her until she came home.
He even got to feed her last night and I just pumped instead. I'm so blessed to have him and he is such a good daddy to our kiddos! After 4 preemies, he's definitely not scared to do diaper changes, feedings, etc.
Mila goes to our regular doc tomorrow for a weight check and a once over.





























