What a week.

My first week home without my precious little baby. It was a trying week, but all I could do was take it one day at a time. The first couple of days when my husband went back to work were the hardest days. Your body is going through the natural healing process, and rather than having a baby with me to take my mind off of the discomfort all I had was my memories and emotions. I prayed that my milk wouldn’t come in, yet it did and I think that was the hardest part for me. Knowing I would be breast feeding my baby was emotional trying. I found myself not wanting to leave the house. My oldest for some reason decided he would work my nerves this week when being 14 he should know better. That was very stressful. Finally on Wednesday I decided I have to get out of this house, I can’t continue to lay around and eat cookies and cake. So I got dressed, did my makeup, and headed out to dinner with my husband. We had a wonderful 2 hours together just laughing and talking for a few hours things felt normal and the pain was gone. These last few days I have felt neutral! Not sad, and not healed, but okay which is where I think I need to be. I will continue to take it one day at a time and continue to pray for wisdom, understanding, and most of all peace! Thank you to all of those that have checked on us, prayed for us, prayed with us, and kept us in your thoughts and heart! We love  you all!