Day Three.

As precious as this picture is, the events leading up to it involved the worst night I could've ever possibly imagined. She's passed out with Daddy because neither of them (or I) slept for even a second through the night. What we thought were awesome sleeping habits at the hospital were all shot to hell when we came home. Not a single hour of sleep. The day that followed was less than favorable. But hell, at least she's still cute.