I was looking at two babies laying on a blanket, they were supposed to be mine. One was healthy and the other one looked almost dead, it was pale and stiff.
My mother picked up the healthy one and started to squeeze it very hard. I wanted her to stop but I didn't know how to tell her.
I turned and noticed some balloons tangled in a plant next to me and I untangled them to let them free. My mother was telling me that I was wasting my time and that they could never get free, they would only float to the ceiling.
I remember waking up feeling very depressed and frustrated. I fell back to sleep in order to try to resolve the feeling and I thought to myself, I could just open the door and let the balloons out! I imagined myself opening the door and the balloons flaoting away and a enormous sense of relief washed over me. I smiled and woke up fully.
