Hi Everyone,
Yes, its been a tough couple of months and I've had a tremendous amount of support from family and friends alike, but now I need to start to put my life back together. While I managed to lose all my baby weight straight away, during the last passage in time in Melbourne I manages to put 7kgs back on, which is really terrible, though not surprising. I have decised on two goals, one long ter and one short term. Short term I need to lose that 7kgs by the end of the financial year, Long term I need to loose 22 by October 6th which is my bridesmaid duty in Melbourne and I can't wait. If I make this goal, and Peter has made his goal by then as well, we may decide to try for our next one, but we both have to have completed our goals before we do, and we are not going to do it earlier than then even if we meet our goals earlier.
Thanks everyone for your support over the last couple of months, it has made me feel so much better about myself, much appreciated.
Mel
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Bright and early today, well maybe not bright...
Xantha passed away on Sunday morning in my arms at the Royal Children's Hospital at 9.50am, surrounded by family and friends. After we all had a hold to say goodbye, Peter and the nurse gave her a bath, wrapped her in bandages and dressed her after making handprints and footprints for her. We drove her home on Monday afternoon, my great aunt, who is a funeral director, picked her up that night. I though I was coping well until it was time to put her into my aunt's car, but I broke down completely, I just couldn't bear to let her go.
Yesterday our minister came over to help us arrange the church service, he has prepared a lovely photo presentation to be shown at the service instead of saying a life story, as it would more accurately depict her life than any words he could say.
I feel like I'm in some sort of surreal reality at the moment, there are times when I am doing something and then I realise that I'm not thinking about her, and I start feeling guilty, and then this morning when I got up to go to the bathroom, I checked her cot on the way back, and remember that she would never lie there again. I don't know how I'm going to get through the funeral on Friday...
Mel
Xantha passed away on Sunday morning in my arms at the Royal Children's Hospital at 9.50am, surrounded by family and friends. After we all had a hold to say goodbye, Peter and the nurse gave her a bath, wrapped her in bandages and dressed her after making handprints and footprints for her. We drove her home on Monday afternoon, my great aunt, who is a funeral director, picked her up that night. I though I was coping well until it was time to put her into my aunt's car, but I broke down completely, I just couldn't bear to let her go.
Yesterday our minister came over to help us arrange the church service, he has prepared a lovely photo presentation to be shown at the service instead of saying a life story, as it would more accurately depict her life than any words he could say.
I feel like I'm in some sort of surreal reality at the moment, there are times when I am doing something and then I realise that I'm not thinking about her, and I start feeling guilty, and then this morning when I got up to go to the bathroom, I checked her cot on the way back, and remember that she would never lie there again. I don't know how I'm going to get through the funeral on Friday...
Mel
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