Dreams - Breastfeeding

Last night I dreamed that Julian was here. I was holding my little raven-headed beauty and he was hungry. We were in a room I am not familiar with, but that felt comfortable and had a comfy rocker in one corner by a window with a lace curtain. There was a big dresser in the room with a vanity on the back.

Julian was fussing, so I pulled out a breasts to feed him, but he couldn't get anything to come out. So I am playing with my breast, just trying to express the milk and getting nothing. Then, suddenly, it shoots out and sprays cream over the mirror and poor little Julian. Not milk, but cream.

Then I woke up and realized I was in a small puddle of my own colostrum. -.-

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