you poor thing... it's so hard losing a baby. :( I know when you're grieving having someone say "I know how you feel--here's my story" isn't what you want to hear. But, do know that there are others out there who have experienced the same thing you're going through. Being a foster is tough work--it's time consuming, tiring, and hard on the heart. Losing one of your fosters is so difficult. I had to put a young, sick, weak one to sleep about 2 weeks ago... they couldn't even get a read on her temperature at the vet.
I went through the same feelings of guilt-- she wasn't eating, so I made a "kitty smoothie" and feed it to her with a syringe. I was so worried she was hungry--did I over feed her? why didn't I think to put a heating pad in her box? why? why? why?
You just have to love on the others from the litter extra to make up for not being able to love her.
go ahead and cry...
here are a few suggestions (which may be too late, or don't apply)
bury her in your yard.. say a prayer, and ask for God to help you with accepting that you did everything you could for her, and to help you with the guilt. Not religious/spiritual? neither am I really, but it made me feel better.
Not sure if you were fostering with a program, or if you found a stray... but, if she was the only baby you had, perhaps you can contact your local shelter or a rescue group and offer to foster a litter of kittens. I would ask to foster an older group (the batch I'm currently fostering were 5 weeks and weaned, so I didn't have to deal w/ the milk issues). Less work and issues=less chance of them getting ill and dying.
being able to share your love, heart, and home to another litter will make you realize how special you are to foster the baby in the first place. Remember, no matter how hard we try, we can't save them all. here's a story that we use as inspiration in our foster group, hopefully it'll ease your heart and remind you to keep helping out other babies!
The Starfish:
One day, an old woman was walking along the shore and she looked down the beach and saw a human figure moving like a dancer. She smiled to herself at the thought of someone who would dance with such abandon on the beach, and so, she walked faster to catch up.
As she got closer, she noticed that the figure was that of a young woman, and that what she was doing was not dancing at all. The young woman was reaching down to the shore, picking up small objects, and throwing them into the ocean.
She came closer still and called out "Good morning! May I ask what it is that you are doing?"
The young woman paused, looked up, and replied "Throwing starfish into the ocean."
"I must ask, then, why are you throwing starfish into the ocean?" asked the somewhat startled older woman.
To this, the younger woman replied, "The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don't throw them in, they'll die."
Upon hearing this, the older woman commented, "But, young girl, do you not realize that there are miles and miles of beach all over the world and there are starfish all along every mile? You can't possibly make a difference!"
At this, the young woman bent down, picked up yet another starfish, and threw it into the ocean. As it met the water, she said, "It made a difference for that one."
wish you luck