It didn't take me long after I woke up to realize that today's date was the 29th...which means it's been a month since Levi died. When I told Logan that today makes a month, he immediately responded, "I know." Sometimes I think our brains are connected. I don't know if it's because of the whole 1-month thing, or if it's just one of those days, but today's been a bit emotional for me (and after having such a good week...dang). All comes with the grief process, I'm quickly learning.
My doctor told me to take some time off work after everything happened, so I haven't worked this entire month. I start back on Monday. I'm a bit nervous about it, even though I love my job, because I've only talked to one co-worker since. Everyone knows, I think, but I just feel weird about it. Can't really explain it. I work at 2 elementary schools, so there's also the fear about the little kids asking me questions. From what the school nurse told me, they've talked to the kids about it, but you just can never predict what a little kid might do/say. I spend most of my workday in a class of 1st graders (one of them is a diabetic that I monitor), and they were so excited about me having a baby - always asking me questions and telling me they couldn't wait until I had the baby. So, I don't know what to think. I just hope I don't break down crying in a corner somewhere. At least the bathroom is always a good escape!