Yes. She's home.
Cally's bilirubin levels dropped to 179 today. I couldn't believe it. When the nurse cut off the bandages holding the eye mask in place, it was like unwrapping a present. We hadn't seen her face since Wednesday.
Joey had to run home to get some clothes for her and the car seat and I waited in the hospital with her. Ella was home from school so he told her Cally was coming home. He said she couldn't stop smiling. When we walked in the door with her, Ella couldn't contain her excitement. She immediately wanted Cally to wake up. Throughout the rest of the afternoon, she kept asking why she was sleeping and we explained to her that it's what babies do a lot. She also fell right into her big sister jie jie role, making sure we were all being quiet so she could sleep. At dinner time, she thanked God that Cally was home, but asked
if he would wake her up.
Buddy was equally pleased to have his little sister home. He wanted to touch her feet and hold her. He just wanted to be where she was. I had Ella and Michael with me when I changed nappies, and when I was nursing her. All the while, he was the seasoned big brother, helping Ella understand what it's like to have a new baby around. Just before bed, they both snuck out of their room to say one last good night. Buddy leaned on the arm of the couch where I was feeding her and sighed, I could look at her all night.
I couldn't agree more.