Our baby is finally home.
We left the NICU with our baby in the carseat hauled on his crib. I turn back towards the door and I’m hit with unexpected emotions. The nurses that we’ve come to love and cherish were waving goodbye to us and it was evident they were full of overwhelming emotions too.
One moment we are signing adoption placement paperwork with his social worker in the hospital, the next we are opening the card the nurses signed for us, then we are in our car, with our baby, on our way home. I sat in the back seat with our baby as my husband took the multiple freeways that took us home. I stared at Lucas still in disbelief. Still assessing everything. When summer started we were just celebrating that we had been approved, thus commencing the official matching process. Seconds later, it seems, we hear about Lucas. Then… we get matched. Summer has swung and is soon making it’s exit and it left us with a baby.
Tears filled my eyes during last nights midnight feeding. God’s love for us, His strength, and His power blew us away and continues to do so.
Our days have been filled with endless feedings, dirty cloth diapers, and farting noises. We expected to feel some exhaustion, like most parents mention, but have yet to feel it. I think it’s cause we are so grateful to have him home after months in the NICU.
It’s like I’m falling in love all over again… with life, with God, with my husband, and everything in between. This journey has been far from easy but it has been rewarding nonetheless. I am unsure on what the future will bring in regards to our baby’s health but for now I’ll enjoy this moment; the random smiles while he sleeps, the sudden farts and his baby sounds.
Life can be a scary thing to face, especially as a mom, but I’ve learned one thing, through this short time and that’s this: enjoy the now.
Now, time to go be a mother since I hear Lucas squirming around through the baby monitor. Feel free to catch up on old posts about our adoption journey (click here!)!