When we walk into the hospital, Kelley has to show me the way. I must say that I am impressed with all the security measures they have taken to ensure the safety of the babies. I start getting nervous the closer we get, what if I don't recognize her? What if I don't feel a connection with her?
The first thing they ask you to do when you arrive is wash your hands, and they checked Kelley for a wristband they had given him, and compared it to the one on Squish to make sure that he is allowed to see her. They then check me and give me a band of my own. A neo-natologist comes over to talk to me to double check the info they have on me and all the stuff during pregnancy to make sure they are doing what is best for Kaitlyn.
One of the nurses asked if I wanted to hold Kaitlyn. DUH. At the same time, they hadn't yet allowed Kelley to hold her for a reason. I told her I wasn't sure we were allowed to yet, so she went and checked, and nope, no holding her. At the same time there was my child. She was there, and real, and beautiful, and mine.
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