Alex’s Babies

Date: 1/11/2019

I dreamed Alex, maybe Ryan (not Massage school Ryan but City massage Ryan) and I were working a massage event. I had to leave precisely at 10. However Alex had more work to do. I was leaving, then Ryan was no longer there. Alex was out in the parking lot. He left his two infants on the floor of the lobby. One was so tiny—the size of a tangerine. The other was an infant but long and large. The tiny one was laying in the threshold of the door crying. I tried to pick it up but it’s fingernail got snagged on the carpet and the tiny arm was twisted and contorted as I tugged on it. (It seems like I thought of the real life babysitting incident when a little boy I was babysitting pitched a fit while I was holding his hand and dropped to the floor in resistance to going where I was trying to lead him which caused his arm to dislocate) Later I was holding and looking at both infants and the tiny one was ok, no broken arm or anything and they were both very happy and I knew it was because I was taking good care of them.