Its been a few months, but I have new experiences to share…

This one was a few months ago. I slept on my couch cause hubby was working overnight, and I cant sleep alone in the bed.. The first thing I come to is that I’m huddled down tight in front of my front door. I’m sweating, straining and very stressed and scared. I dont know whats going on. And I cant move! I know something is here keeping me this way. And I know he just took off into my bathroom down the hall. I sit there for a few moments talking to myself. Its ok dont stress you CAN move.. you can , just breath. I slow my breathing, clear my mind, and I’m now able to stand. I was soo amazed! But the next thing I know my lights are on, and I’m sitting on my knees facing my front door, with what looks like a baby sitting in front of me! In a gray carseat type thing. But very, I dont know, it didnt look like our carseats, like… very little material just to hold him in.  I looke down the hall to see the alien closing the door. for some reason I want to reassure him and say its okay, you can stay, I want you to stay.. And I get this weird vibe like he’s saying, no you really dont want me to… I look down at the baby and I know he is mine, mostly mine anyway. He looks exactly like my son I have now, except older. Like 18 months.. Biiigg eyes. Lighter skin. But chubby like a baby would. I cant seem to remember his har.. He is wearing a seamless suite, very fine. I cant rember exactly what it looks like. But he is smiling at me, and I cant help but to love him, and want to hold him close. It was so strange.. but he was with me for a while. He was soo happy to be with me.  And for some reason I know he needs this from me, like nourishment, to live. And I also knew that he couldnt stay wih me, that he had to leave. I dont remember how he left. But I awoke alone on my coush as if nothing has happened.. There are a lot of gaps in this memory.. Either they have locked away these memories from me, or my mind wont accept them. But I belive they took out the most stressful and.. scary moments. So I can accept them and do what I had to do.  What are your gys’ thoughts on this? Has anyone ever experienced the same? Being shown to what looks like their own offspring? Or seeing other hybrid babys?