I Dreamt A Little Dream

This is the thing about dreams. You can't control it and you don't know if you will or when you will. Sounds a lot like conception eh.

Once in a while, we have dreams we don't want to wake up from. Three weeks ago, I had that dream for the first time. It was familiar, a little sad but with a surprising joyous ending.

I was in a hospital, having pre-term labour, or miscarrying, somewhere in between, but I was calm and I knew what to do and what to expect. The nurses were all busy and no one attended to me, but I was okay with it. It was almost like a self-service. I was waiting in a labour room or something, and then the familiar urge to push happened and I sort of went along. I reached down and felt the baby's head, and I pushed some more. And then a baby was out. It was so smooth and easy peasy. I closed my eyes and turned away expecting the baby to be NOT alive. I cleaned myself up. Then, I turned back and I saw him.

He was a tiny little joy. Like a newborn but smaller in size. He was red/pink and sleeping. My eyes widened and I felt a spark in my heart. HE IS ALIVE!!! I will always remember this illusion.

And the funniest thing, he was wearing pants!!! He was born wearing a pair of the *mesh pants which looked oversized for him.

Then the dream ended. F.

Thank you God for giving me this dream. It is the closest I have been with him since 2 years ago. This is the best gift.

OK, I am now obsessed with wrinkly pinky newborns...

I want to bury my face into these little cuties...



*mesh pants/top are commonly found here. Particularly good for keeping babies cool on hot days.