In which things are going well (really!)

We are on the path to discharge, if all goes to plan we could be home in 9 to 14 days. I really really hope things go to plan. There is still talk of popping in a super easy convenient g-tube (heavy on the sarcasm, here) which I remain dead set against, except as an absolute last resort. A reminds me that they can't put it in without my permission, so maybe I shouldn't get so worked up about it.

I've been spending all day and soon some nights at the hospital, breastfeeding a couple times a day and generally learning Benjy's patterns. Stressful sometimes, but mostly really nice.

Right now I'm trying very hard not to hover as A holds the baby. How do you all refrain from yelling things like, He likes the blue one!!, or, Support the head! It's very difficult.