Coming home

Welcoming home Rafael, our newborn son! Finally, after spending a month at the NICU, going home felt like such a relief (which didn't really last, hahaha..). Born 7 weeks early, he ended up being my Christmas day & early birthday present altogether. Thank God he is such a tough cookie, and had minimal problems aside from sleep apnea that is common in premature babies.

Staying at the hospital for a month has its merits though; it taught me quite a few things, probably I could even qualify as a nurse should I want to pursue that career path ^_~ ... But first thing first, motherhood is indeed not quite what I expected. Have you heard of the book "What to expect when you are expecting"? Well, the book is a pregnancy bible, but there's nothing quite like the real thing; I think its justifiable to say that motherhood is 100x more overwhelming.. (Yes, I just dismissed fatherhood altogether, but at the moment, who cares? he he..)

After a while staying at the hospital, we were frantic when told about bub's discharge. How about the baby car seat? Have we cleaned the bedroom thoroughly enough? Have we got enough baby supplies? Well, truth be told, nothing could prepare us for the bub's arrival anyway, so there you go, we simply grin & bear it at the end..