I apologize from the bottom of my heart to leave y’all hanging about our homecoming from the hospital!
It has been CRRRRRAAZZZZYYYYY.
Life with the Happy Baby home is so wonderful – so perfect and so right.
But it’s also a lot of work! Phew! Poor lil’ guy came marching out of the hospital with a list 8 miles long of follow-up appointments and pediatrician visits. Not to mention the care and attention of a feeding tube. Not to mention the hours of snuggling and cuddling and never-letting-going.
In between these things, I have been slowly uploading some unbelievable photos for you (taken by my incredible friend, Bobbilee) of our discharge experience.
I hope you get a glimpse of the joy our Happy Home felt that day as we broke free from the hospital and set sail into our new normal as a party of 4. The Happy Baby’s final nap in his hospital crib.So excited to see this thing go – this little alarm kept me from kidnapping my buddy on the hundred different occasions I tried to plot an escape.I am informing the Happy Baby of his release. The nurse gives us some last minute instructions on how to use the feeding tube.The Happy Buddy thought it appropriate to celebrate his brother’s homecoming with a carton of chocolate milk.I had been planning for the Happy Buddy to wear this outfit on this oh-so-special day.
He was super excited to finally fulfill his calling as the most amazing brother ever.
I’m not going to lie, I am pretty proud of this cart full of frozen milk bottles the hospital has been storing for me the last 3 months! I have been working hard!My sweet mom took charge of figuring out how to transport all that liquid gold to our house.The handsome star of the show getting dressed for his first appearance outdoors.Love.I will do anything for this little dude – even if it means holding his paci in for hours at a time.Our first family photo.Brothers.Bliss.All together now.First time in his car seat!Headin’ on out…The security guard stopped us and we had a ceremonial cutting of the cord – the super stylish hot pink bracelets the hubs and I have had to wear for the last 3 months.FREE AT LAST!Everyone’s strapped in, buckled up, and the Happy Buddy is ready with a book to share with his new back seat companion.It’s a good thing I had my seat belt on because I am pretty sure I would have sprouted wings and flown away.
This is the feeling of sweet relief and bright hope for tomorrow.
As we pulled away from the curb the Happy Hubby said a prayer (with his eyes opened, of course ) thanking God for giving us strength to see that season of our lives through.
And he prayed for our tomorrows because we know that the story of the Happy Baby – his health, his prognosis, his life – has just begun.
The future is not known, but our God knows.
And we will press on in that glorious freedom.
“Forget the former things;
do not dwell on the past.
See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
and streams in the wasteland.”