My Husband and I have been married for 13 years we have been praying one day we will have a child. December 2019 we became the foster parents of a baby boy. He brought so much Love and joy to our home we have never been this happy in our marriage. So we made plans to adopt baby Eric but on February 25,2020 I received A phone call from the daycare stating he stopped breathing. It was the worst day of my life not knowing what happened to my son or what was going on. When we got to the hospital the doctors wouldn’t tell me anything they escorted us out of the hospital saying we couldn’t be there for our son. I didn’t understand what was going on so I contacted my CPS case worker and she informed me since our adoption wasn’t final yet they handed over all the rights to the birth mother. My heart was broken they can only inform the birthmother of what was going on with my son. We finally received word from my CPS worker on February 27 that my son had passed away baby Eric stopped breathing due to the drugs and that the birth mother did while she was pregnant with him it took a toll on his little body. I just couldn’t believe it my whole world was shattered why my son, he was just a baby, what happened. My husband and I were in tears. We started making plans to have baby Eric’s funeral assuming it was okay because he was our son living with us and we have been taking care of him since he was born. But the CPS informed us we couldn’t bury our son because all the rights were giving back to the birthmother and she doesn’t want to have anything to do with us. This is someone who didn’t want baby Eric someone who smoked methamphetamines, shot up horse tranquilizers and snorted Ecstasy the whole nine months she was pregnant with him that was the reason CPS took him from her when he was born. So CPS gave her all the rights but she didn’t care about my son she left my son at the hospital morgue for a week she never wanted anything to do with him she wouldn’t even bury him so CPS had to bury my son. I begged them to let us but by Law they couldn’t. The last day we saw our son was February 25,2020 he was happy smiling we dropped him off at daycare and went to work and I never got to see Eric again. Even though all these terrible things have transpired if we had to do it all over again we would still take care of baby Eric love, <a href="https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.glow.android.nurture">nurture</a> him and shower him with kisses. I miss him every second, moment and hour of the day he was my everything I don’t know how to move forward in anything I cry everyday and I have nothing positive to say about anything and now my marriage is in jeopardy I don’t know what to do. My husband tries to encourage me in faith he is a Minister but I’m so angry and hurt I think I have lost my faith in God. God I trust in you with everything so why is my son gone I asked God why Eric he is all we ever wanted he only lived 82 days and it’s not fair. We had he’s whole life planned out. Eric was my only hope. I feel that we have been wronged in so many ways. Here you have two people that changed their life and wanted to live the life that God told them they can have and we received a blessing like no other and within a blink of an eye it’s taken away for no reason.