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One day, I want to wake up from this nightmare by hearing a baby's mewling coming from the room next to me.

I want to rub the sleep from my eyes and feel my partner's arm draped over my stomach.

I want to carefully try to extricate myself from his grasp (which tries harder to keep me close to him the more I try to wrestle him off) without waking him, since we stayed up pretty late last night...

I want to hold my baby and drowsily start to feed her, not needing to slip off my top in the process because, let's face it, he thinks I'm more beautiful without so I don't bother wearing one at night any more.

I want to look in the mirror at myself and see myself smile.

I want to carefully sit down, still feeding her, and look at the photos around my house, all of my memories and grin.

I want to kiss my baby and put her back down to sleep, it is the middle of the night.

I want to crawl back into bed and have him wake up briefly and tell me he loves me.

I want him to put his arms back around me and cuddle me close as he whispers love into my ear.

I want to begin to fall asleep without fear of nightmares.

I want to start crying softly but, for the first time since I was 15, for it not to be of sadness.

I want to drift into a dreamless sleep because reality is finally better than my dreams.

I want to wake up again after I've slept.

I want to yawn, then stretch, recalling no nightmares.

Then, I want to realise something: I've made it.

I am finally free.

Description
One day, I want to wake up from this nightmare by hearing a baby's mewling coming from the room next to me.

I want to rub the sleep from my eyes and feel my partner's arm draped over my stomach.

I want to carefully try to extricate myself from his grasp (which tries harder to keep me close to him the more I try to wrestle him off) without waking him, since we stayed up pretty late last night...

I want to hold my baby and drowsily start to feed her, not needing to slip off my top in the process because, let's face it, he thinks I'm more beautiful without so I don't bother wearing one at night any more.

I want to look in the mirror at myself and see myself smile.

I want to carefully sit down, still feeding her, and look at the photos around my house, all of my memories and grin.

I want to kiss my baby and put her back down to sleep, it is the middle of the night.

I want to crawl back into bed and have him wake up briefly and tell me he loves me.

I want him to put his arms back around me and cuddle me close as he whispers love into my ear.

I want to begin to fall asleep without fear of nightmares.

I want to start crying softly but, for the first time since I was 15, for it not to be of sadness.

I want to drift into a dreamless sleep because reality is finally better than my dreams.

I want to wake up again after I've slept.

I want to yawn, then stretch, recalling no nightmares.

Then, I want to realise something: I've made it.

I am finally free.