This is proably way off subject, but it is a thought that is in my head.
I lost my 3 week old granddaughter 2 years ago on Oct. 17th.
I image in my head a picture of her in heaven with butterflys all around , and all of our fids that have gone.
I can picture her running after the birds, and talking to them.
So maybe Majj she is playing with your babies that were also to young to leave but to sick to stay.
They are being taken care of by some beautiful Angels now.