Dream

Time for another installment of my dreams!


I had a baby boy. He was absolutely goregous. Dark black hair, bright blue eyes, sweet smile. I fell in love with him instantly. I bonded with him. I got to see him grow for a while and experience his first word. I loved him so much.


Then I woke up and I had this overwhelming sense of sadness and loss. And it's been clinging to me all day, wrapping itself around me. I physically feel like I'm missing a part of me and I can't understany why I feel that way. That beautiful little boy with his bright blue eyes is haunting me. How is it I can miss this little boy so much when he doesn't even exist?

I've had dreams before about having kids, but this one was just so different. I'm still clinging to the mental pictures I have of him. I think the part that is getting to me the most is in my dream I was nursing him. When a mother nurses her child, they bond. Maybe that's why I still feel this sense of loss? I don't know what it is, but I miss my baby.