Being a mom has its horrors. One of those horrors is constantly worrying about your child, even when you don't realize it. Allow last night's dream to expound upon this:
It's morning. I know this because Alice is crying her "I'm awake" cry in her room like she always does. When I walk into her room, the crib is empty. But I still hear her. I look to my left. The top dresser drawer is open and she is inside of it, wrapped in blankets. Panicked wells up inside me -- terrified, I grab her out of the drawer. "WHO DID THIS," I can't stop thinking. My heart races and my head turns left, right, left -- then I see it. A little square has been carved out of the wall, and taped inside is a note. It says, "The Lord was leading me to hold your child through the night. Take better care of your child by holding her instead of sleeping. Wait 63 days to notify authorities of this."
And then I woke up.
This utter creepiness inspires many questions, the most important being how did my mind think this up?! What is wrong with me?!?!! I do recall, after feeding Alice at 5am, going back to bed and briefly thinking I heard a noise outside. Does this mean that when I sleep, I believe that anything could happen to my child? I think it does. ...What have I gotten myself into?
I hope that dream scared you as much as it did me.