When we brought our daughter home for the first night, I had known for approximately 54 hours that I was going to be her mom. We got the call from our adoption agency and, six hours later, we met her. 48 hours after, she was home in our very-unprepared home. All that is to say, I'm not sure I was prepared for much of anything in her first few nights at home. Nevertheless, there are things I wasn't prepared for during my baby's first night at home, that even months of notice couldn't have prepared me for. From that overwhelming feeling of anxiety about keeping my sweet daughter alive, to how gross that weird poop was at the beginning, no amount of preparing could have made me feel ready for these things.
On her first night home, our daughter slept in her bassinet beside the bed. I barely remember blinking that night, completely in awe that she was home and completely terrified that something would happen and I wouldn't have the NICU nurses to help. Minute by minute, the night ticked by and I couldn't stop watching her. I would close my eyes for a minute only to have her make some new sound and leave my heart racing. Meanwhile, my husband would snore for a minute only to be woken by me whacking him in the arm and asking if he heard that weird sound, too.
But when the sun rose the next morning, we had done it. We had managed our first night as a family of three, even though we were totally unprepared for it in a few key ways.