Today the doctors said I could go home, and Mommy and Pop were very happy about that. First we went to Grandma C's house to get the rest of our stuff and to pick up Belle. (She spent the day yesterday at work with Grandma C and Grandpa John...she followed Grandma C all around the church. Isn't that funny? Thanks for keeping her for me, Grandma C!) We went by the church on our way home to say bye to them. Then we came home.
I napped most of the way home, and Mommy was proud of me for not crying or anything. When we got home, Pop unloaded the car and then left to play his game with the other guys. Mommy doesn't feel very good, so she wanted to rest. I played on the floor for a while, even though Mommy kept watching me from her chair to make sure I wasn't hurting myself. One time she caught me trying my old tricks.
I surprised her good! But then my belly started to hurt real quick, and I think it's because of that thing that showed up on it yesterday. I told Mommy that it didn't feel good, and she helped me get back over again. She told me not to do that anymore tonight, but I tried it again. I thought maybe this time it wouldn't hurt, but I was wrong. So now Mommy has me in my bouncy chair so I can't roll over. We're going to go to bed soon because we're really tired. I wonder how I'll get my sleep tonight since I like to sleep on my belly... Mommy's probably got it figured out.