Today it has been 8 months since we brought our little miracle home from the hospital. Conner has now officially spent the same number of days home as he did in the hospital - well I suppose it's a little off seeing we had several overnight outpatient visits and several long days in Rochester - buy hey, who's counting.
It just makes me think back to the night we brought him home. All the emotions that were present that evening. EXCITMENT that we finally were all sleeping under the same roof in the same house as a family. COMFORT of being about to sleep in our own bed again. Being NERVOUS about remembering to give Conner all his medications and get his feedings started. FEAR of doing something wrong or ending up back in the hospital. ANXIETY about having to give Conner shots every day. OPTIMISM of watching Conner finally begin to be a baby and not a patient. SADNESS of leaving behind all our new friends in the NICU - nurses, doctors, and other families that became part of our family and helped us through some hard times. JOY in finally getting to put our son to sleep and not have to leave. LOVE for our family and GRIEF for the daughter we did not get to bring home with us. We learned a lot those 8 months in the hospital, more than anyone wants to have to learn, and we have learned even more the past 8 months that we have been home. Our joruney is only starting and I can't wait to see where it takes us.....
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Very nice post! Love to you all!
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