tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367596429065516772.post6939169116240197872..comments2023-10-28T06:12:54.164-07:00Comments on infantasia: archivesJohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367596429065516772.post-7526688147812582982014-05-22T07:59:31.205-07:002014-05-22T07:59:31.205-07:00I hate the baby responsibility dreams. Yech.
Tha...I hate the baby responsibility dreams. Yech. <br /><br />Thanks for you comment! Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6367596429065516772.post-30458898014476917742014-05-22T00:12:52.525-07:002014-05-22T00:12:52.525-07:00You know, sometimes I wake up at night in a sweat ...You know, sometimes I wake up at night in a sweat of fury and panic because in my dream I was holding my baby who was either sick, sad, dead, or crying for no reason etc. - or we are standing in a storm, almost under water or facing a fire, car crash, tsunami, the works. It always takes a while for my heart to stop beating like mad and to remind myself that she is alive and well and grown up and all that shit is over and done. For now. Anyway, just wanted to tell you that I have been reading/lurking for some time and you make an awful lot of sense to me. Thanks and cheers for the day!Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.com