While down for my nap today, I dreamed that John and I had inherited a baby boy, about 4 months old. Someone had died or something had happened and we got stuck with the baby. In the dream, I freaking KEPT FORGETTING about him!! I woke up and got up and just left him in the crib. It was about 11am before I thought “Oh shit, where’s the baby?!?” Then I realized that no one had changed the baby’s diaper in three days. I kept accidentally leaving him in the car when going places. I think once I forget him at home. Dream John was a much more attentive parent than I was. It was a freaky dream!
