Thursday, April 9, 2009


I am not sure what is wrong with me. Last night I dreamed that my best friend, Dylan's "nana" had a baby and it died. She was a bit farther along than I was and the baby lived a few minutes. I pray to God that never happens to her. Then later on in the dream (or maybe it was a different dream?) I was in the lobby at the hospital trying to check in. I was pregnant again and not very far along. I was there to deliver the baby. There were teenagers in the lobby making lots of noise and I started screaming at them to shut up. Last thing I remember about the dream was them wheeling me up to L&D.

1 comment:

  1. I have had lots of dead baby dreams. It is no fun and certainly doesn't make the suffering less severe. Sorry you had to go through that. Hope they don't continue.