It made it about a week. It just was not gaining weight, despite nursing, it just lacked that spark needed to thrive.
I was sad for a long time, and just did not want to discuss it. I blamed the Mom for a while, cause truly, she is a dingbat. But there is no denying that she is taking care of the other two.
I really hate when babies, innocent sweet babies, are not healthy enough to enjoy this world. Maybe it's a selfish part of me, that wants to enjoy them.
Maybe it's some sort of lesson from the universe.
I do know that I have been able to work past the anger and hurt.
I have learned to not mourn for that of which I have lost, but to be grateful and appreciate even more for those that I still have.
I need to concentrate on the abundance that I have in my life.
I have a lot to be so thankful for.