The Dream

Back around 8 weeks along I had a very memorable dream. I was holding my baby boy in my arms; he was the most beautiful baby I have ever seen. My family and friends were with me and they all wanted to hold my baby. I passed him along but once out of my arms I never got him back. I just sat there watching everyone else hold him and pass him around watching with jealousy. Can’t I just hold my own baby?

I can still remember this dream and relive it when I close my eyes. I have never been one to try and decipher dreams as I can never remember them anyways, but this one was different. All I wanted was my baby but I couldn’t have him for some reason. Then 3 weeks later I found out about the MC. Was this some kind of strange omen? Was I able to predict what was inevitable to happen? I never thought a second about it when it occurred; I even told him about it and was joking about the dream when I woke up. But it was only a dream. I wish it could have lasted longer.