Monday, it wasn’t on Thursday, it’s going to be on Monday. Monday our baby will be cremated. I’m not exactly sure how to cope or handle that information. Thursday was so hard, the thoughts of my baby, even though I know it’s just his body, being burned up, cremated, about did me in. Only to find out that, “Hey, you were wrong, now you get to go through it all over again and this time know for sure!” I wish I could fall asleep right now and wake up on Tuesday. How do you wake up Monday morning, go through your day, eat lunch, and take a walk, play, anything, while just a few miles away your baby is being cremated?? How?
The urn we picked out will be in on Tuesday, I guess that means they’ll have him ready for us to pick up on Wednesday.
It’s only Saturday and I’m ready for next week to be over.
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I’m sure you noticed that we’re back to just black, I’m just not in a fancy pretty blog type mood lately. I changed it to all cute when I was pregnant and knew I’d be sharing the news here soon, it just doesn’t feel right anymore.
Heather my heart goes out to you. I have no idea what you are going through. I know that I don't like cremation anyways, but I can't even think about my child. I just want to reach through the computer and give you a big hug and tell you that I love you. Hope to see you soon. Give Greyson a hug for me.
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