Girls,
i just read chrissy’s post about her nightmare and that reminded me of one that I had a few nights ago.

*dream*
i just woke up and started walking through the house and I was getting terrible contractions, worse than any of my pregnancies, I went and sat on the sofa. When tyrell walked into the house he pulled me up to give me a hug and where I had been sitting was the biggest puddle of deep red blood and the gown I was wearing was soaked and dripping with it. And in my dream, I didn’t care! Tyrell was trying to get me to the car and I wouldn’t go, I just sat down on the sofa and started to watch t.V. The next time I stood up there was a baby there not breathing and looked like a oversized fetus(it had the characteristics of an 8 week fetus but was as big as a full term baby) and that’s when I woke up.

Literally I was crying my eyes out saying “i let him die, I let him die”. Tyrell was freaking out and the baby wasn’t kicking. I refused to go back to sleep until he started to move, so I drank orange juice and poked my belly until he started to move around and I went back to sleep. But I was so terrified, I hate pregnancy dreams, they are awful!

Karlee