My Lady of the Lantern

In case you haven't noticed it yet, I suddenly have nothing to say. I find myself doing something that a lot of ALI bloggers seem to abhor - the tendency to only write pregnancy details post-BFP . I seriously don't have any more fountains shooting from my brain. I am still in awe of myself, and my body. I always wanted to, but did not really expect for plain sex to do the trick. My pregnancy is not a fruit of 'Just Relax', as I will like to point out in some other post. And when I read Barb's news , it hit me about how short-lived this can be. I am trying to be very positive. ( If you haven't been there already, please do so now....I hurt for her. ) My symptoms continue as usual. Fatigue disappeared for two short days early this week, but is back in full glory. And yes, I do sleep in my office . *he he he* (My cabin is at the absolute end of a long series of cabins and that grants me some privacy.) Off to get some housework done now...with all the precautions, I...

Last night, I dreamt that I helped a lady in delivering a baby. It was a normal delivery. The woman was in labour and I refused to do it, but the male companion of the woman asked me to deliver it, since I was a doctor's daughter and had some idea of doing it, to say the least. It was a male child that I delivered. The setting was the old house that once me and my family occupied - the house I grew up in. I remember using the back door of the house to come out. It was dark, perhaps late in the night, but lights were on in most of the homes and people could be seen. Then I observed the tree that was there in a nearby compound. I remember the tree, it was a very tall mango tree, that had almost taken a shot at kissing the sky with its height. The tree had branches and leaves on only the top 30 percent of its length. Another person that I recognize from my real life, told me that the tree was evil. I remember seeing the tree, and feeling the coldness and darkness enveloping it. That...