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…