Home from the hospital v2.0

OK, we're home from the hospital. Again.

Diagnosis: "He was probably just cold."

YOU GAVE MY 5-DAY-OLD BABY A SPINAL TAP BECAUSE "HE WAS COLD?"

Excuse me while I run across the room and bang your head into the wall. No really, I am sure it's "just a headache" and it will "only hurt a little."

Can you tell I am over it and happy to just be home? Who feels the love? Who feels it?

The only good to come of this hospital stay -- OK, besides knowing Jack is just fine -- is the vast amount of material I now have. So, you know, there was a plus.

Also, I have BIG BIG NEWS. When I told my sister, Beth, I had big news, she asked if I was pregnant again. Yes, I am the Guiness Book of World Records’ newest subject: the woman who spontaneously conceived within one week of giving birth and tested positive with the world's most sensitive and early home pregnancy test.

Bwahahahaha.

No, better than that, I wore my pre-pregnancy jeans today. Zipped and buttoned. There was a little flab hanging over -- no, not excessive, but not attractive if I was to try a tight shirt -- but they were on my body.

Yes, I am gloating to the Internets. I am one of "those" women who will proclaim it from the rooftops. I don't care if it makes me a snot. It is what it is.

So to recap: Jack fine. Amy getting skinny. Josh tired.