A student-nurse wheeled me and the baby out to the car, while Kyle pushed a cart of our belongings. I teared up during the trip out, as we passed incubators and other baby-life-support-machines... I was so grateful for a healthy baby and so sad for the babies that needed those machines. When we got into my new car to begin our life as parents, I began to cry tears of joy and surprise that I could have ever done anything to deserve something this wonderful. (I'm even crying as I write this.)
We brought the baby inside and were surprised at how natural it felt to be home.
Life is good.