#8
Coming Home
It might seem as if this one should be a little further up on the list.
Coming home was a miraculous adventure. It was wonderful to see Leah use those baby things we that had been sitting empty for months, and it was incredible beyond words to have her there with us for the first time in the house.
This was such a happy day, and at the same time, there was a sense of anxiety and reality that had been on hiatus in the hospital. It was as if, at home, we realized for the first time what we had actually gotten ourselves into.
All those chores that existed before Leah? Yeah, they were still there. Plus, we had a person to take care of! So while this is still one of my favorite memories, it is also the memory that even today creates mixed emotions in me.
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