What She Wore: boxers, a t-shirt.
Well, I am finally home. After two and a half weeks of living in a hospital, and one minor surgery, Charlie and his mommy and daddy have come home. I’m a momma with a newborn son, but there is so much more than that.
Some days I have hope. Other days I don’t. I have moments where I cry, and I have wonderful moments too. By all accounts, Charlie should not be alive. But he is. What his future holds, I have no idea. What I do know is that I’ve got one helluva ride ahead of me. Expect lots of Charlie, but also expect Katy as well. As always, this site has been a place where I can let it all hang out.
Thanks for all the well-wishes and prayers. I’ll be trying to sneak some blog time in now that I’m finally home.