Bringing Home Joshua

So here we are, home sweet home. We brought Joshua home on July 28. All the last checks by the doctor came back great. In fact his bilirubin levels were so low (1.8) the doctor didn't even order a third test. Speaking of the doctor, we are going to the same office I went to as a child. It was neat to see the same doctors who took care of me taking care of my son. Dr. Coant and Dr. Minuetello (yeah I don't think I spelled that right) both checked on Joshua. Dr. M gave him the ok to go home. My mom was in the room when he was there and he gave her a hug. We got him dressed and into his car seat. Don't you just love that hat!!
My mom only lives a few blocks from the hospital so Doug parked my car (since it's the one with the car seat) there before coming to sleep at the hospital. So my mom picked us up and drove us home.

At home, I took him out of his seat and walked him back to show him his room. I sat down in my rocking chair and began sobbing. I hadn't realized this whole time I never truly believed I would be bringing a baby home to live in that room. It was a collection of dreams but I didn't allow myself to believe they would become reality. But there he was in my arms, safe, sound, and alive! I was crying tears of joy. I stroked his back, the same back I'd been feeling on my left side all this time, I was finally seeing it on the outside (and right side up). What a relief! I thought of Alex and what I'd missed out on with him, but then there could be no Joshua. It was the end of my journey. The end of the fear I would never have children. He is here and he is perfect and he is home!

My dream come true all bundled up for his first nap in his crib.