I once wrote about my crazy dreams. When Evie left, I knew I would start having them again. And sure enough, the FIRST NIGHT that she was gone (even though I was at someone else's house), I jumped up out of bed freaked out about where she was. And then a week or two later, I had the same craziness of walk downstairs/turn off the alarm/open doors to search for Evie.
Yesterday I got a call for a 2 1/2 month old baby. I thought she was coming yesterday, but now they are saying it will probably be Monday. And sure enough, thirty minutes after I went to sleep, I bolted upright in bed, heart pounding, freaking out about where the baby was and if I had fed her. She hasn't even gotten here yet, and I'm already having my crazy dreams!!
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