Weepy

I had a terrible dream last night. I had given birth to a very premature baby, it looked like she wouldn't survive. In fact, I delivered her without telling anyone, because she was so sickly. But when I went back to the hospital, my Grandma Crane was the nurse, and she showed me through a window baby #30, (which was the number assigned to mine) and it was so frail and tiny and very sick!! But when we got to go in to the NICU they showed me a different baby and said that she was mine...I was very confused...but very relieved, because even though she had to stay in the hospital awhile, she was healthier than the other one, and I got to hold her, and Kurt got to hold her...and family was there.... The whole dream was so wierd!!

My heart has been hurting lately for Cameron. I don't know how he's doing....I had some clothes of his that were in the laundry when I packed him up...and I wasn't sure what to do with them. Well, Sunday I gave them to the youth Pastor's wife for their little guy. Now I just have to move the highchair into the garage......

Kurt took tori's picture down this weekend. He wasn't ready to do it before...


this stinks!!