Vivid Dreams

Last night I had 2 of the most vivid dreams I've had in a while. And I can still remember them, both felt very, very real.

The first I was breastfeeding a baby, trying to find a quiet, private place and having no luck and getting rather upset.

The second I was at a get-together of some sort and was talking with other women and suddenly everyone was pg but me. And I sat there listening to them talk about their aches/pains and openly cried about not being able to share in that.

Such incredibly different dreams except for the utter frustration I felt in each. Maybe that's what's coming out - the frustration I feel because there is so little I can do about each cycle. So much of it is out of my hands. It's a lesson in trust (in God) that I feel like I'm failing miserably.