Dream

Last night I had an intensely vivid dream. One of those dreams that you wake up convinced that it was real.

In my dream, I held a baby, a bit larger than a newborn infant. It's head rested on my left shoulder, I smelled it's hair and rubbed my cheek in it. It was swaddled in a soft silky blanket and I held it upright with both arms. It was my baby and I was so happy, so incredibly, amazingly happy. I sobbed tears of joy at the shock and elation that it was mine.

I awoke in the dark to the sound of my own whimpering.