Erin made it through another night and actually slept pretty well, except for the fact that she uses the rest room about 5-6 times a night, the noise that her leg inflators thingys make (reminds me of a gas power washer), and now the sounds and sirens of living in downtown Baltimore.
The service level (which was awesome) we had at labor and delivery on the 7th floor is completely gone now that we have moved downstairs. We are at the end of a long hallway in what is usually an extended stay room. So now it is almost as if we no longer exist.
Anyway not much to report at this point.