So lets go find some photos!
OK, here are some I haven't shared before. When Genevive passed away, we spent the whole day with her, I think we gave her back around 9pm. But even with all that time, I felt like I wasn't ready. It nagged at me and nagged at me. Finally after working up the courage, a few days later I called the social worker and told her how I was feeling, and asked if I could go see her in the morgue. She said I could come in and see her, but she didn't think it was a good idea for me to go to the morgue.
So they found some clothes and brought her to the hospital meditation room for me. This little sneak visit really helped me find some peace. I am not sure what it was, I guess I needed to see that she was ok. And it was wonderful to see how she looked after her autopsy to prepare me for when I got her dressed at the funeral home. She was very cold, but she looked so much better than when we left her. I was so full of Joy when I saw that, I even contemplated having an open casket at the funeral.
Here she is shortly before she passed away.
And here she was a few days later. The clothes were a bit big, LOL.
And here is her lucky mother, happy to be able to steal a few more precious moments with my baby.