tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552551480078062460.post482850736733537968..comments2023-05-14T05:09:58.647-05:00Comments on Somewhere Over The Rainbow: Going HomeLia Larsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06235619721877436049noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552551480078062460.post-56811960914563617772012-01-30T16:24:22.970-06:002012-01-30T16:24:22.970-06:00Again, so many things resonate with me. I was whee...Again, so many things resonate with me. I was wheeled out of the hospital, with empty, aching arms, and only memories in a little pouch. I couldn't bare to go out the birthing center exit, so I asked to be taken out the front of the hospital. I didn't want to see all those new moms and babies. For so long, I had waited in excitement and anticipation to be the one who got to leave, showing off my brand new baby. It sucked to have that empty carseat in the back on the way home.Hannah Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03789383446266473340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552551480078062460.post-80288455538598018352011-08-09T13:31:37.804-05:002011-08-09T13:31:37.804-05:00I was touched by your husband giving you his cloth...I was touched by your husband giving you his clothes to wear home. I don't know why, but this stuck with me. My husband would do the same thing. Your love and friendship is inspiring.J. Heather Leighhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16848569300329856052noreply@blogger.com