Going home…

After what seemed like the shortest hospital stay ever…it was time to go. I was ready and not ready.That will be another post on hormones. And crankiness.

And so…

we got Cooper dressed after his procedure.

Posed for one more picture.

Loaded up into the carseat.

And headed home.

Home sweet home.

I cried when we got home.

It wasn’t as clean as it was when I left it on Wednesday night. And it was only Friday morning when we got home.

Home….sweet….home