Together at last

I have never been so happy then I was Friday morning when my husband was finally home. I woke Friday morning in a panic, I had to be at the hospital in 20 minutes and my husband was still not home. I called his cell at 5:42 and asked where he was? He said he was just passing through Mcgonagle. Which is bout 15 minutes from our house. I quickly showered, met him outside, helped him bring in his luggage, we had a quick prayer, and then I drove myself to the hospital. He was going to head up in an hour, after my friend came to watch the kids. As I drove to the hospital I was bawling because I felt like this was how things were supposed to go and it made me so sad, but yet so calm. I felt the love my Heavenly Father had for me, my husband, my family, and even the sweet baby who would not join our family. I have been contemplating Thursday as I told my kids and the look on their faces, their expressions, they were so sad. I went for a walk with Jonah and he was talking to me about it, and I asked how he was and he had tears in his eyes and he said he was sad. He was asking me about my other miscarriages, he of course was to young to remember them. I love that my children love being in a big family, I love that they want more siblings, I love that we are a family, not just any family, a forever family! My surgery went great, I feel pretty good, I am tired, emotional, but we can do this. It makes me want to my life a little better so I can for sure raise those children who never made it to earth.  I am so glad my husband is home, I am glad we are together as a family! Family is what it's all about!