The day finally came my sweet girl. 175 long, emotional, exhausting, exciting, proud days in the neonatal intensive care unit.
We survived 31,500 km and over 575 hours of driving time. We lived through sleepless worry, and excited anticipation. We had terrifying moments, and proud moments. We struggled with the hand we had been dealt, but found the silver lining. We were blessed. Fortunate. Joyous.
We got to bring you home.
You have discovered your hands and as you lay in your bassinet next to me you are playing with your hands, watching in wonder at how they move. You've become chatty. Your darling sounds of sweet delight make my heart soar.
You are home.
**Photos by Jennifer Foik Photography