And then we came home. Zoey was still perfect, and a very good baby, but adjustments and baby blues hit this new momma hard for a couple of days. Now at one week, I can say that life is starting to feel sane again. We're finding a new normal, which involves a little less sleep, a lot more dirty diapers, but oh-so-many sweet snuggles!
On a side note, Zoey has the best daddy. I can't get enough of watching him dote on his little girl! Be still my beating heart... ☺