I will start by saying that this post is probably going to be all over the place.
We took Caleb to the carnival our city has usually twice every year. We are trying to be able to take him to do all of the normal things we would usually do with him and get him back to his normal routine as much as possible. I think we are going to start grief counseling sometime in the next week or two. We are going to go to a place that has counselors who are trained to work with children through play, art, etc. to make sure that Caleb gets what he needs. He has been upset and doesn't know how to express this so I want him to know that we are always here for him and he can tell us whatever he is feeling and that it is ok.
How I am feeling today...well, of course, I miss my sweet boy. I wish I could have taken him to the carnival tonight. I know I would have had him strapped on the front of me in one of the many baby carriers I purchased during my pregnancy and we would have been keeping each other warm. Everything we do is a constant reminder of the part of our family that is missing, but I do know that everything is going to be ok. I still know that God's plan is good. That has not changed simply because things have happened that I wish I could change. I will remain faithful and say, Blessed is the name of the LORD.
Back to the carnival. Two of my sisters were there with their husbands and each brought one child with them. My mom, her husband, and my little brother were there. My friend, Laura also came and brought her daughter. We had a good time. The kids rode pretty much everything. My goodness, they are so stinkin cute!