I have been having a horrible last few days. On Thursday night we (Jayna and I) were at one of our moms groups and the most unimaginable thing happened.
A baby died....
A little four week old boy stopped breathing. We thought he was sleeping, but he was not. I just can't believe this happened. We moved his tiny body to the floor and I began CPR. But I couldn't breathe life into this little one.
I just can't believe it. To witness the death of such a short life, and not be able to do anything to stop even though you tried is horrid. I keep replaying the time in my mind again and again.
Sunday they buried the little boy. I watched as they lowered his tiny casket in the ground. Why do they have to make caskets so tiny?
Babies aren't supposed to die... I can never be okay with this.