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My reccouring dreams center around Nickolas being yanked away from my arms. Luckily those are becoming less and less frequent. The one that is still happening at least once a week is me slapping the snot out of David and verbally tearing Her apart. I guess all of my hostility comes out in my dreams since I can't yet do it IRL.
Boy and I had a great weekend. We really didn't do anything, but it was still great. Luckily he is learning that we don't have to go anywhere to have a good time. I did have to go in to work on Saturday, but he was able to go with me. He loved going to my work and watching me do my job. He even walked with me when I had to go to the West Office to pick up paperwork. After all he could say was, "Do you really have to walk this far every day?" He also told me that it looked to him like I did know what I was doing.
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