Well Sydney for us was just what the DR ordered. We were both a bunch of sooks on the first day after leaving our boys. Though Princess Imogen prearranged an empty seat next to us and baby Sunshine enjoyed the comfortable ride in 5 star travel of his or her mummy’s tummy, so we were not truly alone.
By the next morning after the previous nights 11pm arrival we were both in tourist mode with a little sleep lag. We sussed out the ferries and caught our first glance of Luna Park, Darling Harbor, Sydney Harbor Bridge and the Opera House. Upon departing the ferry I think I can quietly confidently say I have never walked so far trying to find the city centre (Yes we definitely looked the tourist part, with maps everywhere). All up a nice day finished with Krispy Kreme Donuts and hotel delivered Chinese.
The next day we awoke early and incredibly nervous for our journey to see Debbie Malone. After catching a double decker train (???!!!!), we headed off on a 40 minute trip to the outskirts of Sydney.
Debbie’s reading with our Imogen made our trip to Sydney. I wish I could list all the mouth dropping moments of the reading, but I would be writing a very very long blog post. Most importantly to us, is that she is happy, free of illness and now a Ben 10 super hero that can now live on Sunkist and fairy bread all the time. I think the most important thing she would want me to tell everyone is..that Ben 10 is not just for boys its for girls as well : P. That evening we ventured to Darling Harbor for an incredible meal at Nick’s Seafood Restaurant (WOW, I don’t think any other meal will ever measure up to this feast).
The final day was a very very long with the last flight booked out of Sydney the day dragged on and on. At more than one point on this day I was not sure I could put another foot in front of the other. Though still on that day we enjoyed another ferry ride, a monorail ride, paddy’s markets and the Chinese garden’s (one of my favourite Sydney spots; so beautiful and so quiet). Then it was time to fly home and once again Imogen had prearranged her seat next to us and we all flew home together.
Our trip to Sydney helped us all move a little more forward, helped us clear our heads and get another fix of beautiful smiley Immie.
We now head, at lighting speed into a hard, terrifying part of our first year without our girl. Imogen’s birthday is this year combined with Easter, her birthday falls on the Anzac Day public holiday. Five days later will mark her first angel anniversary, the Sunday after Mothers Day. Then by that stage I will be 38 weeks pregnant. A lot to deal with, a lot to grasp, I am not sure how it will all pan out.
Please just know that if we don’t seemed to be the most contactable or happiest at these times it not that we are ignoring you or insulted, it’s just that it all hurts. Everyday without her is painful, its just that these dates on the calendar that once marked amazed milestones and normal days have now taken on incredible heart ache for us, as we never imagined her not being here. Please send us your love to help us find a way through these dark days.
A quote I found that sums it up -
“If you know someone who has lost a child and you're afraid to mention them
because you think you might make them sad by reminding them that they
died--you're not reminding them. They didn't forget they died. What you're
reminding them of is that you remembered that they lived, and that, is a great
gift."
~Elizabeth Edwards
With much Love
The Holmes’ Gang
