$22.75

I picked up Aidan from the post office today.

They tried to deliver him to my house while we were still in Amsterdam, but luckily they require a live person to receive him, otherwise he would have been left on our doorstep, sitting for days, soaking in the ungodly amount of rain Michigan got last week. I had to show my ID and sign a paper and electronic form in order to take him home with me. I suppose I am thankful for this, although I'm sure the chances are low, but at least some random stranger wouldn't be able to waltz into the post office and steal my son. That would suck.

It was probably a bad idea to pick him up before work, as I cried the entire 30+ minute drive in, but I usually leave work when the post office closes, so this was the only time to do it. He is now sitting on my desk, in the same box he was shipped in. Is that weird? Taking your dead son to work? I didn't want to leave him in the car, in the 90 degree heat. That's bad parenting.

I haven't opened the package yet.. I am going to wait till I get home so Keith and I can open it together, just like in the hospital when I gave birth to him. Keith stood by my side, holding my hand, and got to see him enter the world, butt first. At least I'll get to watch this time, although now he's just ashes. I'm not sure what he's actually in.. a box? a bag? Both? The package is kind of light..maybe a pound or two.. so it could be a light box.

No one at work has asked me what the package is yet, but that doesn't mean they won't. I'm a little worried that they will ask, and if they do I'm not sure how to answer. "Oh, it's just Aidan. Yeah I brought him in.. isn't it Take Your Child to Work Day?" That could be awkward, no?

So, for now I will try to get through work and catch up on everything I've missed. I apparently need to blog every day, as there have been several events this week that require blogging, but I'm going to take it one event at a time.

Oh.. the total cost to ship Aidan to me was $22.75. I was way off!