Not So Happy

Today, I am not so happy. I keep thinking about a child hood friend of mine who lost her baby on Easter Sunday. I have been reading her blog and my heart aches for her and her husband. I understand the love a mother feels for her child. I can not comprehend what a loss of a child must feel like. I have been through a lot in my years as a mother. I have wondered if my child was going to make it--if my baby was going to live through the night. That fear is unexplainable. So to even try to put myself in the shoes of this mother who lost her baby is impossible. That is the thing about life. One day everything can be so blissful and the next day it can be completely unbearable. I also think of my friend's mother. Not only did she loose her grandchild, she is having to watch her daughter in utter turmoil. I worry about my little girl's feelings all of the time. I try to teach my daughter to be independent-- I try to help install self confidence in my little girl so my daughter's feelings may be spared by people who may one day intend to hurt her or bring her down. How would one deal with their daughter in agony? I don't know.

What angers me and frustrates me is the fact that THESE people lost their baby. There are babies born everyday to mothers and fathers who do nothing but hurt their children. People who do not deserve children--born to people who do not even want children. That is what upsets me the most about this situation.