Day 3

We were warned many times that the third day after the birth would be one of the hardest, mainly because Misty’s hormones would be shifting. That happened, but there were so many other highs and lows: the departure of Misty’s mom and Alyssa, the arrival of Misty’s breastmilk, the onslaught of Misty’s breastmilk, our first [joyous and helpful] reunion with Michelle and Orna, and our first night alone as a family of three.

I’m just glad I have Misty. It helps to have a constant.