A week to reflect.

One week ago, we walked out of the hospital like we had done every single day for 185 days - but this time, Max came with us. It honestly felt a little like we were stealing him.

After 6 months, 26 weeks, 185 days, 3 seasons, 3 surgeries, 2 hospitals, 1924 diaper changes, 982 hand washings...after collapsed lungs, blood transfusions, jaundice, heart surgery, hernia surgery, G-tube placement surgery, lung problems, airway problems, eating problems, infections,...after ups, downs, and a whole lot of fighting...Max finally made it home.

It's all a little surreal so far.

We're all pretty busy around here, getting used to each other and a new schedule, so for now, enjoy a little visual update.