Last night I dreamt I had just given birth to a little girl whom I named Chloe. I was besoted with her. In the dream I was unaware of the father and at 18 was frowned upon by most and so I gave her to someone in my family to care for. In the dream itself I had flashbacks of my early pregnancy and mentioned how from the early days to now was all a blur. I remember seeing a pink pram facing a large pond with an unknown figure behind it and then realised that my child had drown after being pushed into the pond. At the funeral, most people were comforting who they thought was the mother whilst those who knew the truth silently comforted me. In the dream I sobbed and sobbed to be then told that there was in fact another child in the pram who was a twin to Chloe. I was told I had to name her before burial and called her Sophie. On waking up I felt like I wanted to find both babies and hold them. It's almost like I know them. I can't put my finger on it. Any ideas on it's meaning as it's troubling me.
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