The Shock of the Next Week...
The morning of Saturday April 1, 2023 it was time to leave the hospital. We tried to donate our brand new pink car seat to the hospital, but they refused to take it...meaning I had to walk out of the hospital holding an empty car seat. I told the nurse escorting me that someone was going to mention the empty car seat. She ensured me that wouldn't happen. As we stood by the exit doors waiting for Devin to bring the truck around, an old lady in a wheelchair came up behind, peered into the car seat and asked, "Where's the baby?" I saw the look on my nurse's face and it seemed like she wanted to punch the old lady. I replied, "She didn't make it" and then walked out. Driving the 5 hours home was awful. Devin sobbed and I just stared out the window filled with anger. I was so mad! I knew anger was part of the grieving process, but I didn't know that it would come so soon and come in that hard. I was mad at God. The thoughts going through my head wer
