A friend’s post reminded me of the craziest dream I had the other night and I thought I would share it with you. So far I have not had a pregnancy full of weird vivid dreams that other women talk about, but this one…
So I dreamt that I was 23 weeks pregnant (which I am) and my little girl fell out of my tummy. Literally just very painlessly fell out. She was soo damn cute, big (about the size of a six month old) and with really chubby cheeks (must be from all the scans where she has been measuring so far ahead of where she is). I was sitting waiting to see a nurse with a whole bunch of other women whose babies had also fallen out when I saw my son was also out my tummy. He was a bit smaller than his sister, but also healthy with pinchable chubby rosy cheeks and cute as a button.
Anyway, I was in no pain and my babies were breathing fine, but the nurse said that as it was so early, we really should put them back in. I was like “WTF! You can put them back in?” and the nurse said yes an easy procedure. I just looked at her and said “Wait until I tell my friend Les this, she will never believe this was possible.”
And so my babies were put back where they belong safe and snug and I walked out the hospital.
I don’t really read too much into this dream, just the crazies of my brain processing this awesome thing happening to us. But overall the dream was so positive and I think that is the best part. That really is how I am feeling, really positive. Everything is on track, our babies are growing beautifully and we have no reason to be scared or worried and I am just embracing that with my whole heart.