At Piedmont Hospital Recovering

"Recovery" Room

 Our first night together was peaceful. Although only a few hours of sleep, we all appreciated what little rest we could grab before the real day started and the endless stream of nurses started coming in and out. Recovery room it was not.

We spent most of that first day just holding her and staring at her.  She was seemed so tiny, even being two and a half weeks late.

Lucille - one day old

 She already loved to suck her hand which she did with gusto! She also learned to use the pacifier pretty quickly.

She did have a few tests including a hearing test. She passed all of them with flying colors.

Hearing Test

Miss Lucille also had a few visitors in the short time that we were there - Grandma and Grandpa Korb dropped by, as did Grandpa Hendryx with Great Aunt Michelle and Great Uncle Joel. In addition Uncle Jason, Aunt Cami and Auntie Laura came as well. (Send me pictures if you have them and I will add to the entry!)

The second night (the first full night) was rough. I think she finally figured out that she was not in her nice cozy warm home anymore and she was inconsolable. I stayed up trying to soothe her as best as I could. She finally fell asleep at 4am. The nurses promptly came in at 5:30. Again, recovery room it was not.

Through some heavy pressure on my part, we ended up getting to leave later that day. After three days at the hospital, we really wanted to be home with our new daughter where we all could really recover and start our life as a new family.

 I don't think I have ever been more nervous driving then that first car ride home with her.

First car trip