As the days and weeks go on, it's getting harder and harder as things sink in more. It was the same when Noah passed away. The first couple of weeks you don't have much time to think, but then it really hits you.
Yesterday morning I heard someone crying, and looked into my bedroom and saw Jay laying in my bed, sobbing his heart out. I jumped in with him and we had a good cry together, and next minute Kobe joins us. Kobe saw us crying and then said 'me miss my Daddy soooo much' and also started crying.
Harri heard what was going on and jumped into bed with us and was trying to make me feel better by rubbing my arm, saying 'it's okay Mummy, it's okay'. It only took Harri a couple of minutes and then he was crying too.
We all just climbed under the doona, cried and hugged each other and then Jay cracked us up laughing when he said 'We're a wreck!!'.