What keeps me going

last night i had a vision, a dream really, of ed sitting on the couch next to me with a little tiny baby curled up on his chest. it was the most beautiful thing i'd ever seen. words can't even express how it felt to see that. and i woke up today thinking thats it. whenever things get too hectic i'll just remember that picture in my head. thats what its all about. all the stress, all the lack of sleep, all the struggle of the next 8 months is all for that. one day my dream will come true. and will all have been worth it.