I am scheduled to have a meeting with the social worker on our “case” this morning. It is also supposed to be a visit with my child, the first since CPS ripped him out of my arms. I had a horrible dream last night, and woke up crying. I dreamed that I went to visit him, and we were in that little room (the one with mirror/windows on both sides). The worker brought him in to the room and he had all his teeth (which he didn’t when he was taken from me) and could walk totally independant of anyone (which he couldn’t when he was taken from me), and that he didn’t know who his brothers were or who I was and cried when I tried to pick him up. I miss my baby so much and I am so afraid of what is going on his little 1 year old mind. Please pray for my family.