I imagine that we had about as great of a hospital experience as you can have, however we were not sad to leave and were so ready to go home. It was so nice to sleep in our own comfy bed on Sunday night (even if it was only for very short intervals).
Benton so sweetly and carefully picked out Haven's entire going home outfit, but unfortunately she was too little for it so we had to go with a makeshift backup. I was finally wheeled out around noon-ish by a sweet lady with a mouthful of gold teeth. She was a big fan of Haven's outfit and thought the blanket my grandma made was Bur-Berry.
Haven was not a fan of her car seat at first, but luckily she did calm down pretty quickly. We feared it was going to be a very long 7 minute drive home.
Ready to load Haven into the car

Right before the total meltdown

with Daddy (mid-meltdown)

in the driveway read to go in the house

meeting Dutch for the first time

Both Benton and my mom brought Dutch a hat and a blanket that Haven had used in the hospital before we brought her home, but he reportedly wasn't very interested in either. He did growl at her twice (probably right after the above picture), but he got over it and now loves to lick her and is very concerned when she cries. He's turned out to be a much better dog than anyone expected!