I knew something was wrong

So my second son was a Christmas miracle as we like to call him. After about 4 months I just couldn't shake this feeling of something was wrong. I couldn't tell if it was just me or if it was my son that was wrong, but at that time I expressed to my bff and my mom my concerns. Around 5 I told my boyfriend and as time went on I still couldn't shake the feeling. At 39 weeks my son showed a heart arrhythmia. My doctor scheduled me to be induced the next day. My son arrive 9-10-17 4:47am 9.1lbs and 21 1/2in. Through the whole time in the hospital he showed the arrhythmias so they had NICU in the room. They gave me about 45 mins of bonding time and to try to breastfeed and then too him away. Everyone kept say oh it's more than likely nothing but better safe than sorry. Later on that day they decided to transfer him to another hospital that was more capable for his needs. It is now ten days later he's just been released from the NICU with a medication to slow the arrhythmias and with constant monitoring. Moral of my story I knew something was wrong an I feel like I failed my son because I didn't push my doctor hard enough about my feeling.