*sings* I don’t care if I go crazy

Well, maybe I care a little.

Dream last night: I was in Europe when Boyshteyn was born. In Texas. No clue how that works. Hatching? Tara was watching him for us, then traded off with Aviva. I decided to finish my vacation in Europe then go to Michigan to see mom & Jaeden.

While in Michigan I started crying because I hadn’t ever even seen him. I was going to call Tara to see if she could send pictures to me. I told my mom that I wanted to go home to see him but she was pissed that I was cutting my trip short. I seriously think I might be losing it. I still keep dreaming that we set his crib up in the front yard…

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About SP

Recovering pharmacy technician, History BA, wife to a workaholic, mommy to one pup and two boys, epileptic, vegetarian. I've got a mouth like a sailor & find myself becoming more cynical & more liberal all the time.
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2 Responses to *sings* I don’t care if I go crazy

  1. tara says:

    Oooh, you may be onto something with this hatching -it sounds fantastic!

    Could you imagine how many pictures I’d upload on Facebook? You see how many I post when watching Killer and he’s just a dog. 🙂

  2. Tami Cosgray says:

    thinking you are a little nutters now that I have heard that he is also a newborn talking like an adult black man in your dreams!!!!

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