It's been a long road (horrible pregnancy followed by 15 days in the neonatal intensive care unit), but on Saturday my little guy and I finally got to come home.
He's little, but he's breathing on his own and eating like a champ, and that makes me really happy.
A little over 3 years ago, just after this baby's older brother was born, I started writing. It's been a great outlet for me ever since.
I haven't been very motivated to write for the past few months because I've been sick, or baby has been sick. But now that we are both well and happy my mind is overflowing with stories and scenes that need to be put down on paper. Baby and I will start a morning writing routine this week while his older siblings are at school, because there is nothing better than dreaming up stories with a cozy little newborn in my arms.
Thanks so much for all the support and prayers. I love my blogging friends. I hope to catch up with all of you really soon.