Happy Birthday!

We've never wanted anything as badly as we wanted our kids to come home. It is literally all we've thought about, prayed for, and worked toward since the day they were born (June 17th). However, nothing prepared us for the experience of walking Wilson out of Kosair Children's Hospital.

Ok, we can make fun of ourselves; we were a walking Kleenex commercial. The crying started as soon as we removed the heart rate monitors from Wilson's chest. It didn't stop until much later that night. We cried saying goodbye to the nurses, cried walking down the hall, shed tears in the car, and resumed crying at the house. Morgan tried to act tough but finally broke down while sitting with Wilson on the couch later that night . . . which of course got me going again. 

One of the best things about yesterday was the normalcy. We drove Wilson home as if he was made of antique hand-blown glass. After gushing over him being home, it wasn't long before we were asking each other "what do we do with him now?" We worried about whether Wilson ate enough, stressed over whether he burped enough, and woke up whenever he made a sound. Sometimes we woke up just to look at him. And maybe that was part of the reason yesterday was so joyous. After having our pregnancy cut short and spending months in the NICU, yesterday we felt like normal parents - clumsy, worried, exhausted, and happy. 

To top things off, yesterday was also my birthday. Without question, getting to bring Wilson home was the best birthday present of my life.  

Oh yes, we've already started making them do ridiculous things.
How mad do you think Wilson would be
if he knew we put that bow on his head?

We still have a long road in front us. Wilson already has two doctors appointments scheduled this week. We also have to deal with the logistics of having Clara in the NICU. I have to nurse Clara at least twice each day and can't take Wilson with me to the MRSA wing of the hospital. In a true "welcome to the deep end of the pool" moment, I left Morgan alone with Wilson for a few hours last night, this morning, and tonight. Hopefully it won't be too many more weeks until we have them both under the same roof. (Wilson and Morgan are both nodding theirs heads in agreement).

Thanks again to everyone for your love and support. We have never felt alone on this journey and that is the only reason we've been able to hold onto our sanity. We're not halfway there in the traditional sense, but all we need to do is get Clara home for our family to be complete.There is no way we could have reached this point without you all joining us for the ride.