First Night Home

Daddy rocking baby Thomas the first night home

That first night home was scary.  Baby Tommy screamed for most of it and Tom and I had an argument over whether or not to use the pacifier.  I was concerned that it would interfere with breastfeeding and he didn't understand.  I remember holding my new son in my arms while I rocked in the glider and tears came to my eyes.  He looked so small, so fragile, so precious and so innocent.  It was a moment that I can not describe in words, but I saw something magical in his eyes. And I imagined what sort of child he would grow up to be, what sort of relationship we would have, and what sort of man he would eventually grow up to be.  In that moment, I knew that I needed to protect him from all of the horrors of this world and raise him to be the best man he can be.  It all became frighteningly real and wonderful all at the same time, unlike our 3 day "honeymoon" in the hospital....