I had the most vivid dream the other night. It had a weird “storyline” per dreams- someone else birthed my baby, but it was mine indeed- surrogate? Anyway, the baby was given to me, a little boy, and I just remember the love that welled up in me. I breastfed the baby, and then flash, we were out and walking about, he was all bundled up. At that point he might have been a girl?
Anyway, it doesn’t sound like much, but it’s been haunting me for days.
edited to add- Someone I went to college with posted a pic of his newborn girl, a name I had considered. It fucking hurts man.