On Monday, April 27th, I went for my usual visit with Sam and the nurse informed me that he would be coming home either Tuesday or Wednesday. I couldn't believe it! They hadn't said anything at all before this about when he'd be home. They had just moved him to a private room and he had just pulled out his feeding tube.
But, there wasn't a reason to keep this little champ, so it was time to go home. We were excited and nervous. We had figured out our routine of visiting him and even though we were so happy to have him home, we knew he was in such good hands in the NICU.
When I went on Tuesday morning, he hadn't gained enough weight for them to be comfortable sending him home, so we had to wait until Wednesday. I was disappointed, but obviously one more day wasn't that big of a deal.
I went on Wednesday morning and went through the process of checking him out (talking with the nutritionist, scanning out all the bottles of breastmilk, reviewing doctor's orders, making sure we had a doctor's appt scheduled for the next day, etc.). We were then given the thumbs up to change him into our clothes and go!
Yeah!
Jon was able to come over (after working all night) and my mom got there right as we were on our way out. Sam looked teeny in the carseat! We were headed home to figure it out on our own....
Hailey was excited to welcome him home and bring him some of the baby toys!
The other kids were excited to come home too to FINALLY hold him and love on him more.
My cute dad came by - he hadn't gotten to hold him yet.
Oh, how we love this little boy! He was so teeny, but such a good baby. We would wake him every 3 hours to feed him and during the night, he would go 4. Truly, a champ!