Date: 9/3/2017
By Aunruh
I was sitting on the edge of a dock with a woman, i dont remember who it is but I know her from somewhere, or at least, it felt that way in the dream. between us there was a little baby, maybe less than 7 months old. she was happy and giggly and had sweet pink skin and blonde hair. i dont know if she was my child or not, but maybe she was. the baby was playing, rocking back and forth, i told the little baby if she kept doing that shed fall in the water. the woman on the dock with me reminded me that some babies are good swimmers at this age. right after she said that, the baby girl fell head first into the water. i immediantly jumped in after her, but the water was murky, green, like swamp water, i couldnt see anything. i kept waving my hands around under the water but couldnt find her. i came up for air and saw the baby floating, but still struggling, by the docks. i pushed her up and the other woman grabbed her and lifted her onto the dock. when everyone was safe, i told the baby that the woman on the dock saved her, but the woman told the baby i was the one who saved her, both wanting to give credit to the other person.