January 14th (exactly three months after Nina went into labor) we were all finally at home together. Killian was a trooper and fought his way through numerous medical conditions to win his triumphant homecoming.
Just bringing him home has been a faraway dream of ours for months in the midst of so many uncertainties, so many unexpected events, so many prayers... Now, our little boy is home us. In fact, as I write this blog entry, Killian is contently sleeping next to me on the couch with a full tummy and an angelic half-smile that comes and goes. With Nina on the other side of him, I can't remember any moment in my life when I was happier. At long last I have both my wife and my son safe and healthy at home with me. God is so very good.