We arranged for Mariana to spend the night with a friend so she wouldn't know that the Good Doctor went to the airport to pick me up. At home, only Andrew knew what was happening. I got home early this morning, tried to catch a little sleep, surprised all the kids as they woke up, and headed off to church where I kept myself hidden away until the big reveal.
The plan was to Skype me into the service this morning, to talk about how the church has surrounded us during our journey. I wasn't really into this idea anyway but the Good Doctor was all for it. Instead, there I was! Surprise!
And I shared something like this:
Big Little Man is now 2 lbs. 8 oz. Big enough for clothes!
Keep praying for feeding, and growing, and breathing.
Pray for me. God is good. And Victor is good. But this leaving is hard. So hard. I cry when I leave one and I cry when I leave 8. It was good to be home, if even for a short time, but I'm ready to see my little guy wearing his big boy clothes!