Last night I had a horrible dream I died on the operating table during my soon to be 3rd csection. I have a 17month old and 2 preteens and all I could think about is that my youngest will think I abandoned her or didn't love her anymore and left. Her and I are like glue, super attached. I woke up balling like a baby so much so I woke my husband up. I've never had a dream like that before. It's really messing with me today. I asked the Lord to come over me and give me comfort last night, and he did, but my anxiety is super high today. Anyone else experince something similar?