I woke up a couple minutes ago in a panic. It was only 2:00am but it felt like I’d just lost my entire life. You know – bad dream. I get them a lot these days – usually in the form of someone I thought liked or loved me not liking and loving me. It hurts a little but I can look at them and they are there loving me and I move on. I’m not sure why I keep having them, I think I’m pretty happy and content these days. I guess the lack of real momma drama means my dreams are making up the deficit? Well, dream world, consider us even. For like a bajillion years.
This dream? So much worse. I loathe to type the details because I’m trying to stop obsessing about the dream and how horribly real the whole thing was but the ending? I lost both my children. Yeah, gut wrenchingly terrible basically. Enough to get me online in the middle of the night against all my instincts telling me that not sleeping when the baby is sleeping is stupid.
I checked on both my babies to see they were asleep, breathing and well. I tried to get my husband to hug me in his sleep. It wasn’t enough. I almost turned the tv on to watch some Teen Disney but I don’t want to wake the whole house… So… It’s 2:45 am and I am blogging because I’m still afraid to go back to bed. I’m feeling a teensy bit silly, but while I’m here…
How do you cheer yourself up after a bad dream?
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