I have a question.
When do Mondays just become Mondays again, not the day I found out that you had died. When do Tuesdays just become Tuesdays again, not the day you were born and I held you in my arms for the first and last time? I asked your Dad that and he said "When you decide to just let them be Mondays and Tuesdays". I know he is right, at least partly.
I can't stop my mind from thinking back to those days, looking at the time on Mondays and Tuesdays and imagine what was happening at that time on those days. On a Tuesday, at this time (9:01am), you were handed to me for the first time. I couldn't believe how beautiful you were and how sad I was. It wasn't at all the way that I expected to be holding my baby for the first time.