~ Last week, I dreamed I that when I went into labor, six babies came out. I walked around the house, babies laying everywhere, some crying, some sleeping, cloth diapers lining every surface. Dishes for days. I wandered shirtless with one latched on and just as it finished another needed to eat. I never slept, showered or ate, just a constant rotation of hungry babies to feed. The dark circles under my eyes reached my cheekbones. All while my husband slept on the couch. ~
When I woke that morning, I was in a state of near-panic that we couldn't possibly handle multiples. (It's highly unlikely since we don't even have twins on either side)
Husband and I proceeded to discuss how he would be expected to help with the baby/babies once they were here. It was moderately comical.
FYI: I'm measuring right on track for one. So it doesn't seem to be any kind of foreshadowing.
Crystal Marie
“above all things have intense and unfailing love for one another, for love covers a multitude of sins ” 1 peter 4:8
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