Tuesday, June 8, 2010
In the middle of all of this good stuff, the hospital photographer comes to take her First Photos. Well, actually, most hospitals contract out to a company now, so she was the contracted photographer. I shooed her away with a wave of my hand and a curt "we're having some nursing issues, can you come back tomorrow." Which, generously, she did.
I had outfits in our bag planned for this big event. Clothes that were WAAAAAY too big, because I planned for a decent sized newborn, and by this point she was down to about 5 pounds, 5 ounces. I found one nightgown thingy in the bag that we could put on her and still see what she looked like, so that's what I chose for her First Photos.