So I thought that if I made last night's post that I would sleep easy, sleep good. But nope, I think it just made for worse dreaming. I had yet another dream of being pregnant. Only this time, I was having a boy and James left me.
It was so darn scary. The hospital was even creepy. The doctors were friendly. But the place itself wasn't. It wasn't well constructed. There was some sort of storm in my dream. And it didn't happen until after I was in labor and at the hospital. All the windows in the hospital kept shattering. Didn't matter what room I ran too, the windows just fell apart.
In my dream, James and I had some sort of fight. I don't remember what about, but he left me. So I was alone when I went to have the baby. And once I did have the baby, I couldn't name him. For the life of me, I could not settle on a boy's name that I liked. I loved the baby in my dream, I just couldn't give him a name.
It was just weird. I think it was a mix of my post last night and the movie I watched haha (The Back-Up Plan). Either way, I don't want to go through that again. Honestly, the worst part of it was James' leaving me and wanting nothing to do with me or our new baby.
Ok, got that out of my system.
Signed,
Super Mom
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