I was discharged on Friday morning. I don't think I've ever been discharged when I said I was going to be discharged... actually even earlier. Max was in daycare, so I requested something American to eat - because I was a bit tired of the hospital food. John made me a BLT that was hands down the best one I've ever eaten. I slept like the dead that afternoon, then Max came home to me being home!
He was great when he came to the hospital, but he's really all boy these days - so he was using my propped up bed as a slide and twice he called the nurses' station. So it's much easier to hang with the monkey at home.
It is super nice to be home.
I can't really say the surgery was successful, because only time will tell. If this baby comes out full term about the 2nd week of December, then, yes, it went perfectly! But, I feel pretty good. I have a follow-up appointment in a week.
Unfortunately, all day yesterday it rained. Not just rained - POURED, so we had to get creative with Max, so it was art projects and playing chase around the house (all day long).
And in less than a week Nana comes, we can't wait!