Historically, Feb. 5th has turned out to be a great day for us

I just spoke with one of Ellis's nurses this morning and nothing much to report other than her swelling has gone down some.  Yahoo!! Otherwise, she's doing fine and had a good night.

Last night I got to kangaroo care hold Ellis for over 2 and a half hours.  We both loved it.  Gabe and I left at 7 instead of 9 or 10 like we normally would.  We had decided to go out for a sushi Valentine's dinner, which has been our tradition since 2005.  PLUS, I've been craving sushi since the moment I found out I was pregnant and wouldn't be able to eat it.   Ellis made it easy on us by sleeping right through the process of transferring her back into her isolette.  This is not always the case.  The couple of nights prior she let out some pretty healthy cries, which makes it really hard to leave, impossible actually.  So after a swift, sleepy transition, we slipped out sans tears this time.

We sat down at the table of the sushi place and I think both of us just sat and stared into space for a good while.  People passing by may have assumed we were fighting.  Once the food came, we perked up a little and began talking about different emotions we'd been feeling over the last 9 days.  What surprised us, what was strongest, etc..  Despite our fatigue, we managed a very decent level of depth in our conversation.  

Our plan had been to call the hospital before bed, but we both passed out before we had a chance (once home, I'm not saying we passed out at the restaurant.  We're tired, but not THAT tired).

Oh!  And I keep forgetting to post this:  Gabe figured out (because of it's nearness to the Super Bowl) that our first kiss in 2005 was February 5th.  Four years later, on February 5th, 2009 at 11:23 p.m. Ellis Jane joined our family.  I thought that was kind of cool.