The Whisler Life

Yes, our hospital nightmare has come to an end on day 13.  Owen was released this afternoon after having great vital signs and making all the right healing progress - and melting the hearts of the doctors and nurses with his bright shiny smile and flirtatious ways!  Yes, he sweet-talked us out of the hospital.  Hey, whatever works!  So we’re both thoroughly exhausted, but overwhelmingly happy to finally be back home.  Owen had really been having a heck of a time getting to sleep over the past few nights… however, when we got home I took him straight up to his crib for some much needed rest.  As I laid him down, he literally grinned wildly at the little animals along the crib bumper, sighed a huge deep sigh, stuck his fingers in his mouth to suck on, closed his eyes, and slept soundly for FOUR hours straight.  I think it’s safe to say that Owen was more than ready to be home too!  I’ll possibly elaborate more tomorrow and post some pictures of our time at the hospital.  For now, I’m going to bed.  It’s really good to be home.  Goodnight.