My brain can't get things straight. Whenever I dream about our baby, it's a girl. It has never been a boy. And the baby is usually like a year old. And I usually leave it somewhere by accident--for hours or days at a time. I obviously have issues.
But Christian finally had a dream about our baby last night. He said it was a boy. Yay! At least one of us can get it right. And then he proceeded to tell me that the baby was born at 4:27am and weighed 10 pounds, 2 ounces. WHAT?? And that the baby was a chunk, really squirmy, and could practically crawl. And in the dream he thought, "How come our baby isn't tiny and cute and calm like Denise and Scott's new baby?" Too funny.
Please tell me I'm not going to have a 10-pound baby. Please.
[PS--Denise and Scott had their baby last weekend! She is beautiful!!]
3 years ago