Hospital time

The morning after Davis was born, Ryan was able to bring the girls to the hospital to see me and meet Davis.  I was so excited to see the girls and have them meet their new brother because I knew how excited they were to meet him!  The were a mixed bag of emotions- excited, happy, and a little confused and thrown off... all which was to be a little expected.  It was bittersweet to me because I loved seeing the girls and their immediate love for their new brother, but when it was time for them to leave and go home, it was just about the saddest I have ever seen them and they were totally inconsolable.  I think they were just missing me and not totally sure of why they had to see me at the hospital and why I was staying and they were going.  They screamed all the way out and I heard them yelling for mommy all the way until the elevator doors shut.  That was a serious tear-jerker!  But a few hours later when I knew they were home and happy and sleeping, I was back to normal.  Davis was SUCH an easy baby in the hospital.  He basically didn't cry- just made a little whiny noise here and there when he was hungry, cold, or uncomfortable.  I even got a shower in and was able to feel somewhat normal! It really was a pleasant experience all around.