Never have I typed more beautiful words.
It feels a bit like I gave birth then had a two month labour.
We will be at the Launceston General Hospital for a little while (days rather than weeks I hope) to make contact with our various people (pediatrician, dietician, speech therapist, occupational therapist and all the other "icians" and "ists") and to show off how well we can work a feed pump (we rock the feed pump) and manage meds. Then HOME. I will set sleep in my house for the first time in two months. Under the same roof as my husband and children. In the same room as my baby daughter.
Kaylee's surgery was a finger in the dike measure to buy us time for her to grow bigger and stronger before a full repair. The shadow of future surgery is on our horizon and we need to be ever vigilant in monitoring her condition. It is a spiritual discipline to not borrow worry from tomorrow whilst still planning for future possibilities.
But right now we are winding down this chapter in Kaylee's story.
And starting a whole new one.