the past couple nights i’ve had a recurring dream. i’m doing something or other–talking, dishes, laundry, something everyday–when suddenly it becomes hard to breathe.
i slowly transition from dreaming to lucid-dreaming, contemplating if i can or if i should wake up to start breathing again.
i know co-sleeping is dangerous, but sometimes i fall asleep with june on my chest after i feed her and i’m burping her or soothing her to sleep.
each time when i wake up, june has crawled up from my chest to my neck and is pressing her head into my windpipe, keeping me from breathing.
co-sleeping with june is a bad idea.