Monday, May 18, 2009
I saw my baby's face the other night. I dreamed that she pushed her foot out so far that my skin became transparent and I could see inside my womb. She was perfect! She looked a lot like Lucy, only miniature—she didn't look all red and scrunched up like newborns often do. And then I dreamed that she was born and I was nursing her with no pain. It was a good dream.
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