I had a bad dream last night. I had a dream that I was in labor and no one would come to the hospital except for Trey. It was like they didn't care. It was awful.
I woke up feeling so sad. I cried for 10 minutes. Trey tried to comfort me, but I didn't want to talk about it. He knew that I was crying about Keiran though. I stayed awake with me for about an hour and then I told him to go back to sleep. I stayed awake for a little while longer and finally fell asleep. I had another dream that I was trying to get to Disneyland where Trey was waiting for me, but I just couldn't find it. I preferred that one to my first one.
The doctors moved my due date back to 1/28. I'm not sure why. I debated about just keeping it the same, but I decided that the older she is the better. I know that it makes no real sense. It means something to me though. So that makes me 21 weeks today. That means that even if she dies she will be considered a person. We will have a death certificate and everything. It is important to me. I can't explain it.
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