It’s less of > my baby is going to die, woe is me and more of > have I failed my baby so much as a parent that he won’t even grow to adulthood (much less hav

It’s less of > my baby is going to die, woe is me and more of > have I failed my baby so much as a parent that he won’t even grow to adulthood (much less have a wonderful, happy life) It’s not exactly a rational feeling; it’s not like this baby was going to die through lack of parental effort or care or anything else that the parents have any real control over, so it’s not like they could have done anything differently. Nonetheless, it can make you feel like an utter failure of a parent. To some people (I admit, not everybody), that is absolutely crushing.