48. Going home
Its been two days since Stella was born. Today is the day we get to go home. The last two days has been amazing. Louis told everyone on twitter about Stella, they went crazy. All my friends and family have been so great and have been up here all the time. And of course my baby girl was born. She is so cute. She opened her eyes for the first time the other day. It was when Louis was holding her and singing to her. Her eyes are a misty grey right now, I hope she has her daddy's eyes. My favorite thing about her is her lips. She perches them out like a cute little duck. She is just perfect. I could never picture a more beautiful baby than Stella. Today, it was just Louis, Stella, and I at the hospital. Louis went down to the car to put the flowers, balloons, and our stuff in his car. I sit on the edge of the bed in my pajamas, holding Stella, who is all swaddled up in a blanket. I rock her in my arms whispering into her ear, "I love you, baby girl." I kiss her forehead and rest her on my chest. Louis walks in. He smiles and sits by me. He puts one arm around me. He starts playing with her fingers. He looks at me, "I love our little family." He kisses me on the lips. I smile and rest my head on his shoulder, "I love us too." We sit there for awhile. We start dressing Stella to go home. We put her in a cute pink fluffy dress with matching shoes. I put a headband with a big pink flower on her head. We put her in the baby carrier and strap her in. We walk to the reception desk to check out. I put the carrier on the desk so I can sign the papers. The receptionist looks at Stella, "She is so cute! Congratulations!" I hand her the papers, "Thank you!" The receptionist waves goodbye to us as we walk outside. We start getting followed by papparrazzi while we walk to the car. I see cameras flashing and I hear a thousand questions being asked. The only question Louis answered was when some asked, "What's her name?" We get to the car and put her in the backseat. I sit in the passenger seat and hold Louis' hand. We drive home in silence, not wanting to wake up Stella. It wasn't a awkward silence, but it was a comfortable one. One that you know that everything is right.