Something sad

I told my husband about this when we found out I was pregnant back in November. (Sadly we miscarried within the next week...)

Before finding out I was pregnant I had plenty of dreams of babies! Especially baby boys! My dreams felt so real and in some of them the babies were old enough to call me mommy. It was so strange to me because I had no clue in the world that I could’ve been pregnant. As soon as we found out we both kept saying it’s a boy. Him because he wanted a boy with all his heart, and me because of my dreams.

Here’s where it gets sad.

On the day I started to miscarry, that night when I fell asleep (what little I did sleep) I didn’t have dreams anymore. My dreams vanished.

It’s been almost 3 months since miscarrying. Been having baby dreams again, although I don’t think it’s for the same reason. I wanted to try again but my husband doesn’t. So we’re not trying for a while but I think my baby just comes to tell me hi every once in a while.

I kinda posted this to see if anyone else has experienced anything like this!