I’m glad I decided to take the baby home with me instead of staying with relations in the cities another night. I think she’s definitely picking up on the weird vibes floating around. She’s much more relaxed in her usual element and habit of park/nap/lunch/library/dinner/park, but she still keeps asking for the others. My oldest daughter came home with me too, for which I’m also very grateful. We’re going to try to get the house looking really nice and then go back up to the hospital on Friday or Saturday. I worry about my wife the most in this; it’s really tearing her apart.
My son is in the hospital again as of yesterday noon. I’m home now with the baby and my oldest daughter. We’ll probably go back up there friday or saturday. I’m thankful he’s still in the hospital as of today rather than the other way it could have been.
She started potty training a couple months ago. It Is a close call there too trying to understand whether she’s saying ‘Pooh!’ or ‘Poop!’; the only way to tell sometimes is to let her take your hand and lead you to one room or the other.