Home at last!

I've never been happier to be driving the minivan than I was this afternoon. Shortly before 1 p.m., we pulled away from the hospital with Anna snugly snapped into her car seat, and we came home.

Home has been a difficult place for the last two weeks, as we tried to give our other two children a normal life while bouncing back and forth to the hospital. That empty bedroom constantly reminded us that Team Trinko was short one member, who spent her days and nights 30 miles away.

But now home is where our family is. There was no greater joy than seeing the garage door open or walk into the kitchen. It was a thrill to see the dog and cat sniff at her and then walk away with indifference toward her.

I've had some people ask me why I haven't been blogging more. After all, I'm supposedly the writer. But the reality is I wasn't sure what I could say until we had our baby home. It was too difficult to express that fear, that anxiousness, that worry.

Now that we have Anna home, Jessica and I keep looking at each other and wonder aloud, "What do we do now?"

But I know the answer. We live happily ever after.

David