And the weird dreams continue.
I’m still dreaming about Noah a lot and it makes me really happy, but last night’s took a weird turn. I was carrying Noah around in his Ergo, and just hanging out with family at home. The next thing I remember, I’m trying to usher 20 puppies into the bathroom and putting them in the tub and giving them baths.
Apparently, dreaming about puppies is symbolic of “welcoming a child” or a new friend, and that thought is nice. I hope Noah and I will be friends, as well as parent and child.