Last night, I dreamt of my son. In my dream, he recognizes everyone, except ME.
I kept mouthing to him "I'm your mama, MA-MA, MAAA-MAA, MA-MA"
Still he shows his clueless look like as if I'm a stranger to him.
That gotta be the scariest and saddest dream I ever had ever since I became a mother.
Guess I'm suffering from separation anxiety.
I hate you work!
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