The husband woke me up at an ungodly hour. I was not too cheery about it. I'm not usually grumpy when I wake up but to be awoken in the middle of a very bad dream is another thing. I stood up and walked like a zombie to the little one's room. Apparently he screamed a lot, which I never heard at all, he must have had bad dreams too.
And the dream is something women mostly fear. It's betrayal and more. It hurts like a dagger through my heart. I couldn't breathe properly. Fuming mad. He consoled me that it was just a dream, and that he and the little one are always there for me. That was so sweet. I went back to sleep a little less mad.
Then the alarm clock went off. Ah, our day is about to start but my body is sore and I am not feeling to well to do what I need to do. I hit the snooze button a couple of times. And when the husband tried to wake me up, I told him we have another little boy. He said he always knew that! Yes, this is the second time I've dreamed about having another baby boy. As weird dreams get, I saw myself trying to nurse a very different personality than that of my little one.
Next thing I knew, the husband came with thermometer, flu meds, and the little one's milk before he left for work. Even with a very bad flu, he took time to do this. We'll be seeing our family physician after lunch.
It feels wonderful to wake up beside a very wonderful man...
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"feels wonderful to wake up beside a very wonderful man..."
---and a very intelligent one at that=)tell mark, i need to listen to him do an oratorical piece again=)
I'd love someone to wake me up in the middle of a bad dream. Bangunguts? Or are you reading too much tragic stories or watching too many sad movies? Good thing D'Husband is so level headed.
Go back to daydreaming!
tita lou, maybe khaled hosseini did this to me! hehehe!
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