Dreams

As some of you know, I've been having the craziest dreams. They are always incredibly vivid, very memorable and sometimes they are quite hysterical. A couple of times I've had to think long and hard, "did that really happen or was it just a dream?" One time I even had to ask Paul if it had been true (it hadn't). I've decided that those that are appropriate, I really need to start writing down.

So for last night...

I had my first dream about the labor and delivery. Labor was all a blur, I wasn't even sure I'd had the epidural. It was like I had labor amnesia or something. But in my dream it wasn't that bad. I distinctly remember the lady telling me to push harder. Then we were checking out of the hospital but it was more like the vets office than the hospital. My baby girl was a boy and then a girl and kept shrinking until he/she was like 3 inches tall. Oh, and he/she could talk immediately. He/she said something quite adorable and everyone in the waiting room was all, "awwwwww." Then we were in the car and the car seat was gone and he/she was rocking all over the place. I was yelling at Brian Q about it and he couldn't seem to figure out how to stabilize the baby. Don't know where Brian came from but there he was. And then there was something about an airport and a HUGE plane and for some reason we were on the tarmac and Brian wouldn't cover him/her in the rain. So weird.

The night before I had a very vivid dream that my car got hit by a car that ran this four way stop that I go through almost every day. I went into early labor and everything. It was terrible.

Every night is a new adventure!