Don't take my baby

I had a horrific dream last night that is still on my mind, so I thought I'd write it down.

It toward the end of my pregnancy. Mom and others (I forgot who now) convinced Cory and I that we weren't ready for a baby yet because we wanted to travel and spend so much time together, so giving him (Milo, named after my friend Ashlee's baby) away was the best option. In the delivery room, I realized that this was not right. I wanted my baby. When I told this to the doctor, he said it was already too late.

I cried non-stop for long periods of time. I went back to work the next day and cried all day. Cory had to come to work to try and console me. A guy I work with - we'll call him Bob (who is extremely nice) and his wife had my baby. When Bob saw me crying, he asked what was wrong. I told him I wanted my baby. He said, "Don't worry. This afternoon my wife is bringing him by the office. You can see him and hold him then." "I don't want to just see him. I WANT MY BABY." No one would listen. No one understood. It was very depressing.

Do you ever have dreams that seem so real that they affect you even after you've woken up?