Day 1, cycle 1 of 2.
2:17 am - After a 12 1/2 hour day at the hospital, we finally arrived back at our family cocoon much to Ella's delight. For Liam it was a day filled with discovery, boundless energy and frustration being closely tethered to an IV pole. For me it was a day of creativity, determination and hope. And in the last hour it has been a day of cleaning up throw up from the bed, consoling our Prince who hates to throw up especially from a dead sleep, starting a load of laundry to clean duck puppy and big puppy who are covered in grape juice throw up, cajoling him to take the pill that will make the throw ups go away, and feeling awful for him. And now he's in a fog, watching Caillou with no sound, and occasionally whimpering. Poor baby.
