today 1 month ago my little angel was born and yet taken away just as easy. he was so tiny yet so strong, he was a fighter till the end with a strong heart beat like no other. i wish i had his strength at this moment because i feel as if i am so weak and falling apart. i know he is always with me but lately i haven't been feeling him. i hate that all i have left of him is his little foot prints tattooed on my wrist. its just not supposed to be this way, he was supposed to bury us not us bury him before he could live. i know it is bad to say but i lost a huge part of my faith when i lost him. why would someone so innocent and pure be taken away??? i know it must be the anger i have in me now but i just cant sit here and be happy knowing my son is gone and i am left here without him. he should be in his parents arms and not laying in the ground. all i ever wanted was to be a mommy and be able to hold my baby but what i got was a grave and a lot of tears while i grieve for my son. at this moment all i can say is " baby please help me and your dad through this hard time. we miss you so much and we can hardly deal with it. all i can ask is please help me with this pain i have i feel like I'm going to die it hurts me so much. i miss you!"