Coming home from the hospital after Emma’s birth was like a time warp. It seemed we were just cocooned as a family in our home as we transitioned from a family of six to seven. I felt like it was a constant battle for me to get a turn to hold Emma! She loved hearing Cate sing, and “O Holy Night” always seemed to calm her when she was upset. We watched a lot of movies, played games, and “ooooed” and “awwwed” over every outfit Emma wore and face expression she made. We were smitten. I will always remember this time as being a sacred gift before the chaos of winter sports and school and music and work bombarded us. It felt so “right” to have all my people together under one roof, separated by whatever was happening outside our front door.
