At last, baby is coming home. We had a meeting at the hospital this afternoon with all the people involved in her care (present and future) and we are set to bring her home tomorrow. I will be sure to take pictures and post them.

She is also on demand feeding now (as opposed to scheduled feeding) and her weight is 2.3 kg which is nearly double her birth weight.

Baby has an appointment on Friday to get her feet assessed and then next Thursday she is getting her first plaster casts done. It was going to be tomorrow but as she is only getting out of the hospital then, so it was rescheduled for next week.

Everything is ready for her arrival. We have the cot ready with all her clothes and blankets and muslins washed in non bio detergent. Her pram and car seat and carrier are also washed and ready to pick her up. I can't wait. Time to get settled and into a routine at home and start living as a family of 4.

As for me, I’m fine. My hair is sparse (proberly about 70 or 80% lost) and it is hard to see myself in the mirror with bits of my scalp showing. I am most comfortable with my hat or a scarf on and would sleep with one on if it would stay put.

Otherwise, I’m feeling ok. Laith is working hard and is still at work now. We had another break in on Saturday so that’s taking it toll on us. Laith has been very calm and mature about the break in's. He has matured a lot in the last two years and it is a steady progression of maturity and I’m loving the man emerging. I’ve always loved his wild spirit and that’s still there. It’s just more appropriately placed somehow.

I’m off to make dinner now as Laith has just called and is on the train home.