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Dec. 19th, 2004 09:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mamajoanLast night while I was sleeping in my mom's bed and Isaac was sleeping in his crib in the guest room (after two hours of fighting to get him down) and my mom was on Isaac duty, I had the following dream:
I was heading off to London for a 10-day business trip. I was at the airport, waiting in line to board the plane, and my mom brought Isaac over to say goodbye. In the bizarre logic of dreams, although I had been planning this trip for ages, it was only then that I suddenly realized it meant 10 days without Isaac. I started crying and hugging him and thinking "if only I had been thinking, I could have pumped some breastmilk for him to have while I'm away," and feeling terrible for not having done that, and wondering how I was going to survive all that time without him. (And then there was a whole continuing dream-episode involving feces, but we won't go into that.)
But I don't have any guilt issues about abandoning Isaac just because I want him to sleep by himself in his crib, or anything. Nah. Not me.
sigh.
I told my mom about the dream, and she said, "Some day you'll welcome the idea of two weeks without him." Well, sure, of course. I mean, when he goes off to college I'm going to have to learn to cope. ;) But not NOW! He's just a little guy! He needs me! I need him!
Man. I got all teary just writing that. This better be PMS and/or sleep deprivation, cuz I am just not down with all this sappy crap. ;)
I was heading off to London for a 10-day business trip. I was at the airport, waiting in line to board the plane, and my mom brought Isaac over to say goodbye. In the bizarre logic of dreams, although I had been planning this trip for ages, it was only then that I suddenly realized it meant 10 days without Isaac. I started crying and hugging him and thinking "if only I had been thinking, I could have pumped some breastmilk for him to have while I'm away," and feeling terrible for not having done that, and wondering how I was going to survive all that time without him. (And then there was a whole continuing dream-episode involving feces, but we won't go into that.)
But I don't have any guilt issues about abandoning Isaac just because I want him to sleep by himself in his crib, or anything. Nah. Not me.
sigh.
I told my mom about the dream, and she said, "Some day you'll welcome the idea of two weeks without him." Well, sure, of course. I mean, when he goes off to college I'm going to have to learn to cope. ;) But not NOW! He's just a little guy! He needs me! I need him!
Man. I got all teary just writing that. This better be PMS and/or sleep deprivation, cuz I am just not down with all this sappy crap. ;)
