I had a dream. When I was in my 9th month of pregnancy. Well I went into labor and died due to kidney failure. Then a day later after I died the little girl I just had died. She just stopped breathing and doctor's where unable to revive her. All that was left was Phil(husband) and Eleyna(daughter). After I died he never went out and looked for another women he just come home night after night taking care of Eleyna. The sad part is I know more about my daughter than my husband does I know how to get her to sleep, I know what she wants, I know when she cries what she needs. I know what her favorite foods are. I stay up half the night if not all night making sure that she is breathing okay and that I have what she needs to go back to bed call me over protective if you want but, when she gets older I will learned to let up and help her with whatever she needs. The only time I ever sleep is when she is over at my in-laws or at my mother's even when she is over there I still don't sleep I jsut stay up and wonder is she alright is everything okay. For all the mother's out there I am accepting advice and for all new mother's out there I will give advice. I hope you like this blog
