Little Dude is still in our home. CPS decided to postpone moving him until after the hearing next week.
If all goes as they plan, the judge will approve and baby will be going home the next day.
I'll admit I am a little upset that it isn't happening this week. Why? Because I had prepared myself to let go. I had prepared my mind that this was it. That this was the time to be sad and that next week I would seek healing and hope for the future. Now I am living another week with every day as my last this or last that. Last time to snuggle him to sleep. Last time to call and make such and such appointment and be able to say its for my son ____________.
I am grateful for these extra nights because it affords me more time with this little one. More time to rock him to sleep and love on him.