Today we get to come home - a whole day early! I am so excited to bring my little boy home. I am tired of being checked up on by a nurse every 15 minutes! Take my blood pressure, take my temperature. Take Taco's temperature and check his heart. Has he been fed? Am I ready for my medicine? It is constant and although I know this are amazing nurses and they have done such a fine job of taking care of my little man and me, I am just ready for my own bed and my own house and finding some sense of normalcy again. :)

I feel tears as we walk thru the hospital doors - such a sense of relief to be walking out. Every time I have driven by the hospital in the last 3 months I have felt concern and worry - fear of the unknown and fear of what would happen. And now my worst fear with a c-section has come and gone and I survived and I have a sweet little man to show for it. I look into his face as we wait for the valet to bring our truck and I am so in love with him. It doesn't matter what path we have ahead. I can do this and I will be strong for him.

Dan's mom is at our front door to photograph our arrival. It feels so good to see my home again. I can't believe this is real and true and we are here. I feel relief and joy and as I bring my little Taco into his room, my tears spill over - there is so much love here. Love for my baby boy and an outpouring of love from so many friends and family who brought this room together and made this a gift of love to Blake. It is decorated in monkeys and browns and greens and blues and I am so excited to show it to him. As if he knows, Blake opens his sleepy blue eyes and tries to look around. I tell him this is his room and he is so loved. Maybe it is my imagination but he looks wonder struck and it just makes my heart twist. He is so sweet and I am so thankful I can give him this.