The good news is that we have ashes.... With stillbirths or neo-natal deaths there is always a chance that you won't get any because the baby's bones (which are the main constituent of the ashes) are so small. We had Zoe cremated early in the morning so that the ovens wouldn't be too hot (increased heat means decreased chances of getting ashes), and that move has paid off.
So now one of us needs to make the trip down to the crem to collect them.... I'm not looking forward to that, but at least we now have something to take home. The plan is to plant at least one tree for her - at Willow Point (the Broster holiday house in Sedgefield, RSA). I want to plant another one in the house we eventually buy to raise our kids in (as opposed to the house we bought just to get onto the property ladder before the market went WILD in CPT), and I want her ashes to go in the soil around the roots of at least one of them.
This whole thing just seems.... Time to go be an ostrich for a bit, before I fall apart some more.
1 comment:
hang in there
wish I could say more - but praying for you all.
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