Hi ladies, sorry it's been so long since I've been around. I'm sure you'll understand that things have been crazy! D is doing really well, and will likely be coming home home tomorrow. Thank goodness, I'm so over that place, and just want our little boy home with us. It's four weeks tomorrow since I was admitted, and while we were prepared to be in there longer than that, I'm so glad we're not. He has been a little superstar, doing all the right things. As the paed keeps saying, he doesn't know he's small no one told him. He's now 1900g, and looking like he has a tiny bit of fat on his face he's soooooo beautiful.

Strangely enough, I'm feeling very nervous about bringing him home though. I've been having those weird and awful dreams where I've gone out and forgotten my baby etc. Yuck. And I'm stressed about all the feeding stuff, although I know that patience is required, and time.

How did you all get past the horror of the hospital stay, and everything else? I feel like everyone, DH included, thinks that once he's home it's all over. I used to think that too, but my head is all over the place, and very confused. I'm feeling a bit upset about alot of things.