…the birth of Leo Michael Vining, born August 12th at 9:30 am. The healthy, pink-skinned boy with black hair is 7 pounds, 1 ounce and 20 3/4 inches long. He is very wide-eyed and alert and seems to be a calm baby.
Today we head to the hospital to pick him up and bring him home. I have been living some of the most beautiful and the most painful days of my life. As hard as you try to prepare yourself for how it will all feel, there are some things that no amount of preparation will prepare you for… like the day you are walking into a hospital to bring your little baby home, but it’s also the day his birth mom will weep over his face because she must leave and walk back through the prison gates.
My heart is wrenched all over the place.
Yesterday I put my arms around his mom and I held her tight and I told her, “I’m praying for you. I promise. I promise, we’ll love him like our own.”
I’ve been walking around with a lump in my chest for the last three days, but I am not asking myself why I am doing this, I am asking myself why I ever questioned if I should.
The air is thick with redemption.