We are in the car on our way from Minneapolis to Des Moines. We flew bright and early from San Francisco.
I dislike the actual act of traveling anyway, and it becomes a lot more stressful with a precious baby boy who has to be lifted a certain way because he is still healing. So thankful the airplane portion is over.
Much like I lost it and sobbed once we heard from Dr. Hanley the surgery was a success, I found tears spilling down my cheeks on the plane ride as I looked at Kiran next to me. Going into this, we didn’t know what the trip home might look like. I was so relieved – overjoyed – to be bringing my baby home with us.