Dude better get tough. Fast. The Big Brothers have been overwhelming Asher with…exuberance…since he got home. They want to be involved in every little thing and I find myself practically tripping over them while I try to complete the many tasks involved in having him home. We are so incredibly blessed with three wonderful, HEALTHY, and happy boys. Our time at the NICU was rough, but we were absolutely blessed with amazing caregivers, state of the art medical care, and even prayerful nurses who kept watch over him in the night.
It was a surprise that he was able to come home this evening. Husband got to surprise me with the news–and I was hopping all over the house with excitement. I haven’t felt that excited in ages. I was so nervous driving to get him that they would change their mind once we got there.
He is perfect and beautiful–and now just like any other newborn. I can’t wait to tell you more about this whole beautiful, terrible, heart-rending mess. It’s been a time of contemplation for me–somewhere in the running around and the balancing of “real life”.
But, since it’s so sad to have posts without pictures…
jail break!! new family of 5.
about 5 minutes ago, looking ever like a normal newborn
More to come, but didn’t want to leave you hanging.