I've been in the exact same position. It was a tough time. I Just don't recall caring in the slightest how the body was disposed of. What possible difference does it make?
I hope this little exercise helps anyone challenged in the empathy area.
Well, I guess when it comes to empathizing with some ghoulish obsession over the disposition of a tiny, undeveloped, little body that died naturally, I'm coming up a little short.
This isn't about you or about how you would handle it.