During the week I spent some time talking to a child psychologist about the best way to help Harri at the moment, as he's still having a very hard time since Noah passed away. After talking lots she said to me that she felt it was important for Aaron and I to spend more time together without the boys, to sort through our own emotions and grief as it can be hard to do when we are dealing with the boys at the same time.
I mentioned this in talking to Noah's old school teacher today, and straight away she said 'that's easy! I can babysit for you! What about next week!?'. I told her we were fine and had lots of offers of babysitters, but she said 'I know that, but I would love to and it's easy for me to help' so she started to work out a night to do it. She then said 'okay what about tonight!?'. I had texted Aaron to see if he was keen and ten minutes later it was all set up.
When I picked up the boys from school Jay jumped in the car and said 'Harri said Miss Ws is babysitting us tonight!?'. I asked him how he knew and she had told him at school and he was so excited about it. Jay had her as a teacher three years ago and still talks about how much he loved being in her class, so he thought it was cool that she was coming around. He said that his best friend heard she was coming to babysit and said 'oh wow - that's awkward' which made us laugh as most grade 6 boys wouldn't want to hang with their teacher from school, but he was really looking forward to it as they like a lot of the same things.
When she arrived she kept telling the boys to call her by her first name which Harri did, but Kobe kept pointing at her saying 'no you're Miss Ws!'. Aaron and I 'enjoyed' a few hours out and spent most of the time at the cemetery as the sun set. A lot of the trees in the children's section are now decorated with Christmas decorations.
We were pleasantly surprised to find a gorgeous new monkey soft toy up there and more decorations on his tree. Thank you to whoever put them up there. It meant a lot to us to know that someone had cared so much to do something so special.
We recently found out that the little grave next to Noah's belongs to a three year old boy who passed away from heart failure after not being able to get a transplant in time. It's so sad to know that he could've been given a chance to have a healthier and longer life if he could've had a heart in time. Before Noah passed away we talked to the doctors about donating his organs, but there was nothing that could really be donated. It's such a hard thing to know that for someone to be given the chance at a healthier life, that someone else has to pass away, but it's also amazing to know they have given someone else that opportunity. I'm sad that the little boy Tom didn't have that chance.