Day 12: Big day! That's what papa called it. He said that Uncle Simon had told him that he would let me go home in the next few days. My papa had to learn how to take good care of me first. So papa and a few of my aunties were in the hospital the whole day. They were learning from the nurses how to mix my special milk and how to feed me properly. Papa went home very tired today.

All the icky things stuck inside my body are gone! The poking metal thing in my hand is gone. So is that horrible thing sticking into my tummy. They were all removed last night. I love my nurses. I feel nice today. My antibiotic medicine has also stopped. But I still have to take the medicine that keeps me sleepy for now. The new "thick" milk that they gave me today has been easier for me to suck. I have been coughing less. So that is good. The nurses say I drank 60ml of milk. I have to drink more. The nurses say I am still below my birthweight. So I must keep fighting. That is what my papa keeps whispering into my ears.

Papa says that mummy has been crying plenty today. There was much noise and light from Heaven again. Papa says that it could have been mummy being very upset that she could not be with us anymore. She must have been very sad. The noises were very loud.

Papa said he felt very empty today. That there was a big hole that could not be filled. That no words could repair. He saw other mummies and daddies bringing their babies home from hospital. This made him very sad that mummy was not here. He said he was sorry that he could not be my mummy too.