Right after Gray was born, before they whisked him away for his lungs to be checked. I only got to hold him for about 2 minutes and then didn't see him again for about an hour and a half.
Gray with his Dad.
Gray on the day he got to go home. His little hands were so wrinkled. His "Leo" onesie was too big on him and now can barely be snapped.
Our new family on our way home. What a wonderful, yet scary feeling leaving the hospital. It was so great to have so much help at the hospital and I remember thinking, how are we going to do this without all of the nurses!
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