A break from the very pleasant times

We don't like this twist in the textbook perfect baby story but, it had to happen.

We got a long break from our very pleasant times. After we moved to this house, we were shut off from the world for more than two weeks...we were telephone and internet starved. There were some technical defects in the lines here and we had to bear the brunt. Anyway, this was just setting the mood for what was to come.
We had never imagined that we'd have to see our lil darling hurt, atleast not this early, when she's just 4 months old. I always thought our love would shield her from all the pain in the world.May be a little fanciful but a parent has the right to fancy a bed of roses for the precious lil one.
Probably the most painful moment of my life so far.....5 o'clock 11th September. The pictures of Ananya on the floor haunt me day and night and I constantly battle the gush of emotions. "Why didn't I run to her a minute earlier?" ,"Why didn't I place another pillow in the direction in which she rolled?","Why did I leave her on the bed and go to another room?" Questions like these keep baffling me every minute and I am left clueless. The only answer we can think of is, "May be this was a reason for us to take her to the hospital and get her checked by the doctors",because otherwise , it wouldn't have occured in the wildest of our dreams that she could have a problem with her heart.
Ananya's smile is the energizer in these rather rough times. We have this really strong faith that nothing can go wrong with our lil darling because NOTHING CAN GO WRONG WITH THE ELIXIR OF LIFE ITSELF.