Making Progress
So recently the dreams I've been having are more like nightmares and always end bad. It seems I'm always taking care of a baby, but it's not mine and I manage to hurt it (drown, drop, pull off limbs, etc.). More recently I've been having babies of my own, but the first was a dead puppy and then a stillborn baby. Depressing I know. But, alas the other night I had a dream that I had twin boys (and they were alive). This to me is still considered a nightmare and I ended up giving one back (because it wouldn't smile), but none the less, they were alive. So I would say, I'm making progress. I'm still freaking out weekly and just know something will go wrong, but I thank God for cousin Becky's doppler so I can at least hear the heartbeat. As of yesterday, the baby's still here.=) This blog is for Jenn who says I never write anything.