Then I woke up.
I was awake and I couldn't stop smiling! I was finally pregnant! My baby was finally inside of me. I actually woke up relieved and at piece, full of excitement, and smiles. The first thing I did was rub my stomach, but here was no baby bump. I immediately gasped. I sat up straight, panic stricken! I couldn't breathe! I almost started hyperventilating. It was just there! I felt it! I rubbed around frantically all over my stomach trying to find the baby that I just felt! It was JUST there! What the fuck! What happened? Where is my baby bump? WHERE IS MY BABY?!?! I couldn't think straight. I couldn't get my bearings. I was so confused!
Could this experience really have only been a dream? No! Impossible! It felt SO real. It wasn't like any other pregnancy dream I've ever had in that past. I could feel the excitement and joy in my soul. How could this only be a dream, when everything I had just experienced wasn't like any other feeling I had ever felt in my life. Why was the universe playing yet another cruel and evil joke on me. Where did my baby bump go? 'What the fuck' was all I could keep saying over and over. It probably took me ten minutes to really realize that everything was a dream....or in this case, a nightmare! There was no baby. There was no pregnancy. It was only a dream...
I just hope I NEVER have a dream like that ever again. It was too real. It was too hard to accept that it was only a dream. It was cruel.
Just when I thought I may be ready to move forward, childless, a dream like this makes me realize that maybe I'm not. Maybe one more try. Maybe one more IVF. Maybe one more attempt. Maybe one more surgery. Maybe...
