We were not afforded the opportunity this time around to have a room where we could spend quality time with Logan. We could have spent the night on a couch in the waiting room with him, but we opted to leave him in the capable hands of the nursing staff and get a few hours of sleep. While we were sleeping, Old Man Winter deposited about 6 inches of fresh snow over the valley, and we woke to falling snow and sloppy roads. Thank goodness we rented a Subaru with all wheel drive. That little car (well not so little) laughs at snow. We made it to the hospital without incident despite the fact that the first 8 or so miles of highway had not been touched by plows or salt trucks. Thanks Subaru. Upon arrival we found that Logan was having his hearing test, and he was not at all happy about it. He passed, and later on the pediatrician gave him a clean bill of health. For those of you who want to know such things, yes I have changed diapers and will continue to do so. We’re not allowed to be in the same room as the birth mother without an agency rep being present, and so we left him with the birth mom while we stepped out to get a bite to eat. She’ll send him back to the nursery, and then we can get him and spend time with him in the waiting room. Then in a mere three hours and 15 minutes he will be ours to take “home” to the hotel. We are not sure as yet when we will be departing Utah. We are hoping to be able to get in to see the pediatrician tomorrow morning, but pending the outcome of that endeavor we may have to be patient about leaving.
As with most things on this journey, I have learned to simply roll with the changes. We will leave when we can, and friends and family will be able to see him when they see him. The most important thing is everyone is happy and healthy. The rest is just scheduling.