33 Weeks-Nightmares

Dear sleeping world,

It is now 1:30AM and I am up from a deep sleep, due to a second night loaded with traumatic nightmares which had me yelping out and launching upright in bed (a difficult maneuver given this watermelon-sized ball I carry in my front pouch). The vision that rocked my slumber? A sequence in which I got my newborn down for the very first time, and I was out of her room, and doing some chores about the house. Next I race into her room for I hear what I distinguish as my newborn’s muffled cries. Open the door as quickly as possible because a fear is rising and I just know that I have neglected the neonate, only to see a woman – a stranger – in my baby’s crib holding her and nursing her.

Needless to say bile rose; I felt disoriented – a bad mother already – and I called out to Erroll who attempted to soothe me, but my frayed nerves would not be tranquillized.

I shall make myself feel better now by putting my delusionary visions down to the heat stroke I suffered today, poolside that I was in the searing Dubai midday sun…

33 weeks along. No regard for the dangers of over heating...

33 weeks along. No regard for the dangers of over heating…

 

 

One Response to 33 Weeks-Nightmares

  1. Hey, thanks for sharing I always look forward to reading your posts one of the few blogs I still follow home decorated

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