Middle child

Last night I dreamed that I had a new baby girl. Her name was Susie.

Then this other kid started reading a book to Susie. "Look, he can read!" said JW. And I realized that was OUR kid, our second child, in between K and Susie. I had just forgotten he existed. I didn't even remember his name. (But I thought, "I'll just wait until he gets in trouble and then JW will say his name.") This kid had light skin and blond hair. He looked nothing like me and K, but he did look a lot like JW as a little boy.

I was relieved when I woke up and I wasn't actually a terrible mother.

(But maybe it means I'm neglecting my husband? Any theories welcome.)