This dream caused me so much stress I'd just like to know if it could mean anything. And I hope I've given enough information/a good description.
It started off so amazing.
In the dream I'd just had two twin boys. Honestly, the feeling I had when they were giving to me and I could hold them... I didn't even know I could feel like that. I named them Tom and Riley.
I was holding Tom and just cuddling him and loving having my baby with me. Then all of a sudden I wasn't holding him any more. He'd just disappeared, it was only the blankets left in my arms.
I started panicking looking desperately for him, shouting at people 'Where's my baby!' and screaming asking for him. I was so lost and helpless and I didn't know what to do I just felt so distressed.
My voice was beginning to give way because I'd been screaming so much trying to find Tom. So then I finally saw this thing that looked like a foot in a room at the top of the stairs, so I lurched forward and opened the door and there was this plastic box and my baby was inside it, I ripped the rid off which had been sealed shut but he wasn't moving. He'd gone, blue and stiff I just screamed and screamed and screamed holding my dead baby. I got him out and carried him downstairs like a normal baby and I was still screaming but the screaming had changed from fear to anguish... I was crushed.
But I couldn't scream properly any more and no one seemed to be looking at me, my parents were sat in the living room, my mum looked at me looking pitiful then went back to talking.
Then someone, I don't know who I was too distraut to recognise them, was standing at the bottom of the stairs and they took the baby from me and I sat crying my eyes out still trying to scream and they started stroking over his eyes and then I had my baby back. He was alive but... he was older by nearly two years. I thought it was Tom but now I think about it... there was only one... and it could have just been Riley, in the dream at the time I was just so happy to have my baby back. But he had the most beautiful rich, dark chocolate brown hair it was all curly and it was so soft. And his eyes were just the most immense deep blue colour.
I hated losing my baby. I was so happy about my twin boys, I'd never felt love like that. And then Tom was just taken from me. I never want to go through that again.
I woke up... I just... I had no idea that it would feel like loosing part of myself. I couldn't comprehend the measure of emotion I was feeling in that dream. It's not unusual for me to see and feel so strongly in my dreams so I was used to the clarity and being able to feel, but it was just the amount I could feel that shocked me.
I'd really like to know if this dream could mean anything because it caused me so much distress. I'm only 16 so I've never had any children but I don't think I could ever go through anything like what I felt in this dream ever again which in itself is distressing because I really want children when I'm older but I'm scared that this could happen. I'm around children all the time because my Mum is a child minder but the child in my dream didn't resemble any of the children she looks after.