

Now each time I write my list I get to see his cute name at the top of each page.
True story: when I learned to write my name, I penciled, "Amy S." all along the baseboards in my room. Maybe it's a genetic thing.
Pain throws your heart to the ground. Love turns the whole thing around. No it won't all go the way it should. But I know the heart of life is good.


The hospital room was nice, it had everything she needed. The hospital just opened in November, so it had a great design and technology. Not fun to be in the hospital, but grateful for the high quality of care we received.
All the tape and gauze on her arm is just to keep her IV in place. Her arm is just so little it takes up her whole forearm.
She mostly slept for the first couple of days. It was so wonderful to see her open her eyes and be social again.
Dano was able to stay at home with the boys, and with the help of Aubrey and Olivia, come to the hospital to visit each day.
I missed my little boys! They weren't allowed past the lobby, but it was so fun to see them for a few minutes. This is me with no shower or make-up and wearing the same clothes for 2 days.
Daddy got the first smile out of this little girl. I think this was taken on Tuesday night.
This was my 'bed' at the hospital. I really can't complain. The rooms had their own bathroom with a little shower, and they brought me 3 meals a day, since I was breastfeeding. So I didn't even have to leave to room to go eat. It was a blessing to be by my baby's side and give her all my attention.
This was her heart rate and oxygen saturation monitor. It would beep really loud if the levels got too low. It kept me awake a lot the first night.
This is Kayla Thursday morning, right before the doctor came in to say we could go home. She was almost back to her normal happy self. They brought in a little swing for her to sit in. So great to see her without the oxygen and IV tubes. The only wire was the monitor on her foot.