I popped on Facebook about 7:30 this morning and the first post was an announcement from one of my dance community that their three day old daughter had died in the night. This mom was part of our "March babies" club and we had all been following each other's progress for months, took pictures together, took bets on who would deliver first, etc - just last night there were happy pictures posted with relatives holding the baby girl. And now this.
The only clue to what happened was the father's post that emergency teams couldn't get her heart started again. I know she was born in a birth center, a week late, and went home that day, which tells me everyone thought she was ok. We may never know what happened. The scariest thought is that it was "just one of those things". There's nothing more out of control than that.
I often have this mad, sad feeling when reading fellow bloggers and some of the terrible circumstances these ladies have endured. It's not fair and nobody should ever have to face losing a child. It just shouldn't be allowed.
But we all put ourselves in this vulnerable position of being parents because we feel compelled to do so - we know the risks; we just cross our fingers and hope the cold hand of tragedy doesn't touch our family. Every once in a while, though, it's our turn.
My thoughts are with that family today. I was going to head out and be productive but I think I'll stay home and stare at the baby.