What day is it again?

So, since arriving at the Hospital on Thursday at noon, it's been terribly difficult to keep track of the time and date. Since you don't have a real pattern of sleep, you just nap when you can, days and hours lose their meaning. All you remember is that you are tired and when did you nap last. Maybe when you ate last, too. However, despite all that, there is nothing much more pleasing than to have your baby daughter in your arms, looking up at you with her bright eyes. It's an amazing feeling. It's so amazing to have her crying and then to be able to pick her up and she just stops, just like that. Of course, I'm sure while that's amazing now, I won't think so in two or three weeks.