MY BABY BOY
Because I wasn’t able to properly care for him. Another failure. I had to bring my sweet baby boy back to the Vet.
I am a failure.
What kind of mother am I?
I couldn’t do it! He was so sweet but I couldn’t do what was necessary and now it may be until Friday before I get my baby home again.
My heart is broken wide open.
I slept on the sofa – just as I do when he is at home. I needed to feel as though he was here. I couldn’t sleep in the bed. I didn’t deserve the bed.
My baby slept in a cage.
Because I failed him.
A failure as a mother. A wife. A daughter.
YOU WILL BE HOME SOON!!