What a day...playing mum

Well where do I start. I got up this morning to find out the small little kitten had been, well pushed aside. Bali had dug her blanket up and left the little one underneath. The poor thing was extremely weak and had obviously not been fed. Aparently cats will push a stuggling baby aside and consentrate on the others :0(  Now I know this is natural, and it's the whole survival of the fittest thing, but it breaks my heart to think that Bali could disgard a baby.
So...action stations!! I was feeling incredibly guilty for not being prepared. I had no kitten substitute milk. The only thing I had in the house was Saline that I occasionally flush Cuba's nose with. So all I could do was use that to try to rehydrate her. Then it was time to go off to work. It was the last thing in the world I wanted do do but I had no choice.I spent the whole morning worrying and pretty much expecting the worst. All I could do was hope she would fight. At lunch time I rushed past the vets picking up some orphan kitten milk powder in the small hope I would still need it. I couldn't believe it but I am pleased to say she was indeed still alive but still dehydrated and not strong enough to suckle. I made up her milk and gave her a small amount. Now I've never played mum before so we both got milk everywhere. Once again it was off to work and I'd done as much as I could.
It is hard when you know you should be feeding the baby every two hours but you can't because of a small matter of earning a living.
I got home as soon as I could and as expected she was incredibly weak, so I had to play mum again. I have been feeding her hourly to build her up a bit. She is getting stronger and yelling at me when I annoy her, which has got to be a good sign. I have called her Angel for now.
I have been out and got some kitchen scales so I can monitor everyones weight. The fattest is 138g and little Angel is only 79g.
I can't say I am looking forward to the night feeds but I am hoping it will be worth it. I'm thinking she will need feeding at 12, 2 and 4 am :0(  
Yet again a special mention has to go to Daddy Cuba. Everytime I come home or look over, there he is cuddled up to the babies doing his bit to make up for their rather flakey mum. I'm probably being a bit harsh but I am still trying understand why Bali would push Angel away. That said she sits and watches me feeding Angel so it is a good sign she is showing an interest. Hopefully not just because she is eying up the milk.