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I keep having baby dreams. Last night I had a very pretty (not at all hairy) newborn called Audrey. I felt such love for her and she had had terribly pretty baby clothes on.
Then, like it always happens in these dreams, I accidentally left her at a park and never found her again.
Using my amateur psychoanalysing skills, I think it is my subconsciousnesses way of saying: yes I know you're clucky but having a baby right now is a very, very bad idea.
Then, like it always happens in these dreams, I accidentally left her at a park and never found her again.
Using my amateur psychoanalysing skills, I think it is my subconsciousnesses way of saying: yes I know you're clucky but having a baby right now is a very, very bad idea.