The baby is coming home tomorrow.

I'm swinging between being happy to have him home, thrilled to be out of the hospital and not to have to deal with nurses anymore, and scared to be at home without the hospital and nurses, thinking of various nurses and other people whom I'm going to miss ;)

Patri and I have been very bickery today, which is wonderfully unusual. Even when I can see how we're talking past each other, its so much harder to fix the problems when my stress levels are high: the normally small investment of taking a step back is just too high to handle. Overwhelmed is the word for the day ;) I took a nap and we worked things out when I woke up ;)

We're picking my mom up at the airport right before we go to pick up Tovar if all goes as planned.

And I think we are pretty much ready... Patri's been amazing with all of his research and taking care of various baby stuff related details.

He's remained *a little bit sick* for the past few days, with very little change of state, so we're just going to have to deal with that with Tovar home. The hope is that the sore throat I've had off and on is the same thing, and that therefore I've been giving Tovar lots of antibodies via breast milk. And the practice will be for Patri to wash his hands a lot and to be super careful. I'm really glad that my mom will be here right away.