You're on Your Own Now

Forty-eight hours after giving birth to Bradley, the hospital told me I was free to leave. With the child.

Yikes.

I dressed him in a darling little outfit:

It's particularly meaningful because it was one of Chris' outfits from when he was a baby!

Once we made it downstairs we strapped him in the carseat... that only took four people...

Then, with no written test, no mandated video or classes... they trusted us to leave the hospital with a helpless human.

(We learned pretty quickly that he is way too small for those little bear strap things.)

And we headed home with our new tiny roomate.