We spent 104 days in the NICU after my son was born at 25 weeks. He was 1 lb 5 ozs at birth and had to fight for his little life. I was at the hospital every day. I was surrounded by doctors and nurses. All I wanted was to be home and alone. I was around people all the time. I felt like I was being judged all the time. Here is the kicker... we are home and my baby is doing so well (Beyond expectations) and I feel completely lost. I don’t understand how this happened. This is all I dreamed about for 104 long days. Now I’m home and I feel like I’m grieving. I can’t leave the house because it is too dangerous for my son. He cannot get sick. I can barely even move around my house because he is on oxygen to help him grow. I can’t introduce him to friends, again because he can’t get sick. It is very isolating. I knew this is how it was going to be. I thought I was prepared, but today.... I just feel so alone. I’m so grateful he is home just realizing that we still don’t get to have normal. Is there anyone else that has felt this way after coming home?