Thanks everyone. I followed a bad old pattern and kept myself busy, busy, busy the last few days to avoid dealing with the pain of losing them. My body grabbed my attention with physical pain this morning. A couple of days late, but I'm going to take today to let myself feel what I feel, even if what I feel sucks.
I like to plant something in memory of people/critters who passed. I buried each of the babies under one of my rose bushes. I also bought an orchid with markings that remind me of the striped one.
Poor little ones, such short lives.