(Saskatoon, SK Canada)
Last night I had dreamt I had this tiny baby, maybe premature,he had a head the size of an orange, with huge green eyes. His body was so small and fragile. In my dream I was out shopping with this tiny baby held close to me as if I were holding a book up to my chest. I remember not being very caring about this baby, and wondered to myself when the last time I had fed him, or changed the diapers. After "shopping" I remember going onto an airplane, and meeting a guy who also had a tiny baby. I woke up feeling so sad about this baby, and this dream bothered me all day.