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Wow...387 days in the NICU and our precious little miracle Zoe is home. Dreaming little dreams in her own crib in the home where she will spend her childhood. After the horrors of this past year I can't say we have come out on the other end unscathed but now the healing can begin. Healing our family, healing her tiny, fragile lungs and healing our broken hearts. She is here and she is fierce. I still shake my head in disbelief that she's finally home and I am constantly amazed at how she is thriving.

May 6th 2015 was quite the many emotions, so many fears, so much excitement. We would all be sleeping in our own beds by night fall, under the same roof, in the home where childhood memories would be made. I could hardly believe it.

The Infant Transport Team (ITT) was scheduled to come and get us at 6:30 am. I was awake at 3...and ready to go... So I sauntered off to the hospital for the last time in the twilight hours with nothing but the clothes on my back. This was the day I had been waiting for.