Yesterday, what we'd been hoping for, happened. We got to take our little Camille home. With a little help from our incredible nurse Kelsey, and the guy pushing Katherine in the wheelchair, we loaded up and headed home. We were on our own now. It's funny how I drove much more cautiously those 15 minutes to our home, taking no chances at all. Precious cargo can have a dramatic influence on you :) Driving Camille home took me back to bringing our other 3 kids home from the hospital, and all the things that flow through your mind. I've been here before and done this (but only with babies 3 times the weight). I can do this I kept thinking to myself. But reality kicked in at 3am this morning, which is my shift to feed Cami. My alarms went off, I got the bottle ready, and off we went. It's amazing how special such times can be. I'm looking down at her and she's looking up at me, as she eats. I'm holding a gift from God in my own arms. What a privilege it is. As I finished up feeding her, swaddled her and got her back down, I couldn't help but think about doing this with my other kids. And I thought, I remember all this. How special and precious it is. Before I know it she'll be all grown up and a big girl. So what's my plan? To cherish every moment :)
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