How do we go home?

It's nearly 8 weeks now since Evie died, and we still haven't gone home. We've popped in to grab things, but have been staying with my parents 5 minutes up the road. At first it was to help in the immediate aftermath, then it was let's just get through Christmas, but we still have no concrete plans to move back. We're all getting on top of each other now though, and I know we can't stay here forever. We have 2 cats at home too, they're getting visited by a neighbour twice a day, but it's still not fair to them.

The problem is though, we have done nothing since the morning we woke up to find our daughter had stopped breathing. The house feels like it's been frozen in that awful moment. Her babygrow is still on the floor where it was thrown, her kick and play piano is in a heap after it was somehow broken by the paramedics, I even spotted a tiny tube on the rug they must have used to try to intubate her. It's become the cats' domain too. My partner found a dead rat under the sofa the other day. We haven't even attempted to open the fridge.

I just don't know how to even start the process of going back. The house is just full of our baby who will never come home. We don't have the space to store her things. We don't have the mental capacity to form a plan of action. Where do we start? How can we make it a home again instead of a tomb?