Worse day of my life

 On May 17th his 5 month mark we went over to his god parents house for his god fathers homecoming, everything was going great he was playing with all the kids, he was enjoying being outside in the sun. Well later that night I decided to put him down in their spare bedroom for the night and that's when our world went crashing to the ground. About an hr after putting him down I decided that I should check on him cause he loved people and there were tons of kids in the house so it wasn't quite by no means, well I went in to the room that he was in and I just knew the min I walked in there that my precious son was not there. He was face first in his blanket and wasn't moving so I checked to see if he was breathing and when I didn't feel anything I slowly turned him over and that's when my worst fear came true, I could just tell by the look on his face that my son was gone forever and I wasn't getting him back. So I picked up and went running down the hall way screaming for my husband. My husband then took him from me laid him on the ground and started CPR while his god mother was on the phone with 911. in a few min even though to me felt like forever the police arrived taking my son outside to continue CPR then the EMT's arrived. I was the only allowed to leave the house to go with my son to the hospital as to where everyone else had to stay and be questioned. When we arrived at the hospital they continued CPR for over an hr and when they decided that there was nothing more they could do for him I went in and said good bye and that I loved him but when I left the room that when they got a heartbeat, so they decided to have him life flighted down to Children's Hospital in San Diego. Before the flight he was trying to breathing around the ventilator, but he gave up during the flight, mind you before all this my husband finally arrived at the hospital just in time to go with me down the children's, our next door neighbors who met me at the hospital was going to drive us down there since one our car was at his god parents and two we were in no shape to drive. The next 72 hrs where the longest days of my life, they did all sorts of tests, MRI's, CT scans everything to see if there was a slight hope that we could save our son but when the CT scan came back it was confirmed that we lost our son, so we decided to what was best for him and we took him off life support. So at 12:35am on may  19, 2008 our precious son left us to go play in the clouds. He was surrounded by his mommy and daddy and both grandpas while my husband read fox in socks to him.
I will forever miss my son and wish that I held him one last time before they took him away, even though to me i felt very rushed by the nurses I am sure I wasn't. They gave a memorial box and we put his hair in it and some other keep sake items we have from the hospital but even though we have those things it still doesn't change the fact that I left that hospital empty handed. they did do an autopsy to rule our fowl play or genetic issues and they deemed it as S.I.D.S. which is now why every year I do a fund raiser Spring for SIDS to help raise money and awareness so no other parent has to go through the pain and suffering that we went through.