My dreams have gone from exciting action-adventure to downright awful. Months ago I had a dream about leaving our new baby at the hospital for several months because I simply forgot I'd had a baby. The last couple of nights I've had very similar dreams. Some just forgetting the baby somewhere and rushing back to find him, but in other dreams, when I finally get back to the baby he's been neglected or dead. These dreams cause me to wake up as soon as I see the body and I can't get back to sleep the rest of the night. Every time I close my eyes I see dead babies.
Obviously, I'm having some anxiety about having a second child. Maybe I'm afraid I can't handle two. I don't know how to get over this, other than just hoping it will all work out. Luckily John will be home with me for the first month after the new baby is born and between the two of us, no babies or toddlers will be forgotten. I hope.
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