Yesterday was difficult for Kendall and Nick. She got the green light to leave the hospital, which meant they were heading home without the little man. She cried all morning and stalled in the afternoon. When we were leaving the hospital, I told Kendall she was supposed to ride downstairs in a wheelchair, to which she defiantly replied, "I'm also supposed to leave with my baby." That pretty much sums up her mood!
I got a message from Kendall around 10 p.m. last night saying they were heading to the hospital to visit the little man. Later they sent photos, one of which I'm posting this morning. Apparently they were trying to tuck in "Lil Squirm" as she referred to him, but he wasn't have anything to do with it. The little man has some long legs that he likes to s-t-r-e-t-c-h out. He may have his coloring from Kendall's side of the family, but those long legs are definitely from the six-foot-plus Zamora clad. In 12 to 15 years, Aulay will be looking down at the top of his little mama's head.
Today I'm creating dinner for Kendall and Nick. I'm making her childhood favorite meal. There's nothing like comfort food in times of stress.