Happiness is pushing the stroller out of the hospital, with your baby in it.
Happiness is putting tons of bags in the car and breathing a sigh of relief when you get in it, and hear your baby cooing in the backseat.
Happiness is doing a dance when your husband hands you the carseat through the front door, and your baby has the biggest gummy smile for you.
Happiness is not letting go of your baby once you get her in the house, until finally, her eyes can no longer stay open and she's ready to go into her crib.
Happiness is listening to the gentle hum of your baby's sweet breaths through the baby monitor.
We are home from the hospital (again). Happy.