Ladies, we don't need brain bleach. Our brains are clean. . BUT some dreams are based on love. Some dreams are based on fear. The trick is to know which are based on love and which are based on fear. And then to ignore those based on fear and to embrace those based on love. Fear is the enemy of love.
Whatever my darling, face that dream without fear. You are probably going to have a healthy baby AND crucially, in the end even if the worst happened and your baby did not live long, then the baby would be like Erin. And I know you don't regret Erin, however dreadful you feel about what happened with Erin, you don't regret Erin. So you have no reason to fear that dream.
Mias and tami, thank you both for the
wishes. I spend a lot of time on UK websites, sometimes because the volume of people means that you get more traffic when you start a thread but a lot of the time because of the wonderful diversity of the UK which means that opinions are less constricted and, well, insular. ( Yes, Great Britain is also an island, but with a bigger population and so many more cultures) But I love and embrace my Irishness, Ireland and its limitations may frustrate me but Ireland and its culture and music and greatness of heart do not. 
Ds2 was in our local St Patrick's Day Parade with his Tae Kwon Do group. So we stood in the rain and watched him go past. I was so proud. But God, it rained and it rained and I so envied the mother standing beside us with her pink buggy and her Hello Kitty umbrella that she held over her toddler daughter.
Now, rain is the BEST you can expect from St Patrick's day parades. We have in the past have had sleet, hailstones or snow. But there was a lady a stone's throw away who had a baby boy in a buggy with a raincover. I envied her baby the raincover. And I envied her, that despite the fact that her son had Down Syndrome, I envied her her baby. I would now, prefer that Sylvie-Rose had Down Syndrome than that she was dead. And I am sort of angry that that was a lesson I didn't need to learn. I already KNEW that every child was worthwhile.