Mabel would be four months old today. I haven't had much to say lately, so it didn't seem necessary to force writing a post. We are mostly just sad and miss our baby.
I had a moment last week where I realized that everything that has happened was truly real. We are no longer anticipating Mabel's arrival. It sounds crazy, but we had planned for her for so long and then she came and went so quickly that it is difficult to fully comprehend that we aren't just still waiting for her. We had been coping with the situation leading up to Mabel's birth, during her life, and now, grieving.
On top of grieving and allowing God to heal our hearts, we are figuring out how to move forward. We are pretty much back into our old routines now since I went back to work a few weeks ago. It is nice to feel productive, but at the same time I hate that we are back to our old routine since we should be adjusting to a new one with our sweet girl. And yet, each day I am thankful that God gives us the strength and grace to get through another day and that we got to spend those five weeks with Mabel.