Oh boy am I in trouble…
I had a very vivid dream last night.
I dreamt that I gave birth to my third child. My dream was so factual, it was scary. I dreamt that I got pregnant in spite of an IUD (which I do have). I dreamt that I only gained up to 135 lbs., which is what I recently weighed in at (gaining from 126 at my lowest since giving birth to the wee man — my second). I also dreamt that I didn’t figure it out until I could see the outline of the baby against my belly. I never had any pre-natal visits, because I ended up going into labor the day I found out. We were so scared because we didn’t know how long I’d been pregnant. And I was sure it was another boy. The labor went quickly. I actually caught my own child. And she turned out to be a girl. We named her Casseopia, which is a greek name. Which is weird because we have to give all our kids greek names, since my in-laws are old school greeks. And she turned out to be full term, thank goodness.
Weird. I’m not sure whether to hope that dreams come true or not.
this is me... 