On this day last year, Chad went to the Mariner's/Red Sox game with our friend Brian even though we knew Emma was coming home. Chad came to the hospital with me around 10 then took a cab down to the stadium. After sitting around for a while the nurse kept asking if he was coming. I was too embarrassed to tell her that I let him go to a baseball game. I didn't want her to think that he didn't care about his daughter coming home. He did, it's just that it was a day game and it sounded like fun. I just told the nurse that he was at a work thing, but then when he and Brian showed up at the hospital with little M's hats for the girls my little white lie came out. Although, Brian is a work friend so it wasn't a complete lie. I am sure there was a little work talk going on. Then on the way home we had no food, so her first stop was QFC. I am sure everyone was looking at us like we were nuts to bring a tiny 5lb baby into the grocery store. On the way home from the NICU of all places. In fact we were a little nuts, I can't believe we did that, what was I thinking? Oh yeah, I wasn't. I wasn't in the sharpest state of mind back then. 
Emma in daddy's car all alone.
Emma asleep at just 3 weeks old.
Emma asleep at 1 year old. All stretched out.
This was taken at 10am on Sunday morning, I was so excited that my little girl was sleeping in like her mommy. This wasn't a nap, she hadn't been up for the day yet.
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