Monday, January 01, 2007

The End: The Homecomening

Early the next morning, we packed our bags into the car. We strapped the car seat into the rental car for the first time. We marveled at how much fucking crap we had and mourned the end of traveling light.
I snuck into the living room to put presents under the tree. Just as we were about to leave, the family came downstairs to say goodbye. The other adopting family gave us a tiny sweater for the baby and we wished them good luck with their adoption.
And then we were off. Alone with the kid for the first time ever as we drove toward the airport. He was treated to some new words as I got lost, too.

He was a dream baby the whole time, slept on both legs of the trip and only woke up in between to chug a bottle. Everything was like a dream.

My aunt was going to meet us at Logan, but as we came down the escalator, my sneaky mom was there too, snapping photos. They picked up all our luggage and brought us home and put food in our fridge (and threw out the food that was in there to begin with. Whoops.) They took a bunch of pictures with the baby and then excused themselves.

Hard as it was to believe, we were home for good.

2 comments:

Erika said...

Congratulations. Your son is beautiful. I enjoyed reading your heartwarming adoption story and hope to stick around for the continuation. I am an adoptive mom too.

Clementine said...

I have loved reading the story of how Godot joined your family. I'm all teary-eyed now! Best wishes to the 3 of you for the new year.