I had a very quick recovery at the "loss" of our baby. I was comforted by her going to loving family who knew how to adult, and who know how to parent. There was no worry about her future, just sadness to miss her. I think Scott recovered equally as fast, and by the middle of the first week I was done with tears. But each child has reacted differently, and one still cries about her.
Yesterday Zuri told me that Everett went into her room in the morning and crawled in her bed and started crying about missing G, and she hugged him and snuggled him and told him to think about the good times they had together. (I think she had heard this pep talk before!) She may be gone, but she is certainly not forgotten. She still adorns our fridge, our walls, and forever our hearts.
But we are ready for a new blessing/challenge/twist! I am a bit surprised we haven't had the phone ring even with a false alarm, but we are ready and will soak in the "quiet" of our relatively predictable five right now.
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