Despite my unbelievable, overwhelming financial situation,
holding him makes me feel like a million dollars.
Two nights ago I had a terrible.. HORRIBLE dream. I dreamnt that I found Jeremiah submerged underneath water. I was looking for him and recognized that curly hair, and the panic that came over me was so real. I grabbed him immediately. He was lifeless, not moving or breathing, and as I patted his back I begged God to bring him back to me. He stirred, and eventually coughed up water, and when he cried I remember thinking: I have never been so happy to hear him cry. I thanked God and held Remi like I was never going to let him go as tears flowed down my face. What relief. When I awoke I was so thankful that the entire thing was a dream. I walked over to Rem's crib and just watched him sleep, watching his back rise with each breath.
Before he was born, I could never imagine life with him. Now that he's here, I could never imagine life without him.
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