The intense dreams have returned.

Almost every night this week I’ve had long, vivid dreams.  Not the kind that feel as if they lasted for hours, when in fact, it had been only a few minutes.

My sleep pattern has evolved into the usual 9-month pregnancy state where I naturally wake up every 2-3 hours for no reason whatsoever in preparation of what’s to come.

And every time I fall back to sleep, my dreams would continue where they left off.

Throughout the night, I have a string of dream sequences that feel as real as the stack of pillows beneath my cheek.

Every single one has been about an ex-boyfriend.  Not the assholes, but the ones who were kind.  The ones I came to love once upon a time and still hold fond memories of.

My guess is that I’m subconsciously reaching back for their affection.  Or back when I was younger, thinner; a time when I exuded more confidence and smiles.

But also, maybe because as of late, Dadisodes seems even more distant than those times.

I suppose I can’t blame him.

I am sure it is intimidating for anyone to wrap their head around all of the changes that lie ahead… as well as their arms around someone so large.

38.5 weeks pregnant

But I don’t feel an ounce of guilt.

It’s not like I went out to dinner with them or anything.

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