I have heard in the past that when you are pregnant your dreams are a bit more vivid and well...crazy. Let me tell you about my dream last night.
I am in the hospital surrounded by family and friends and I had just delivered the baby. I did not see that part but I knew I just delivered because, well, I wasn't pregnant anymore. So the doctor comes into the room and says we can all go see the baby now. He takes us out the door and as we are reaching the end of the hallway I see that we are on a boat. He directs us to sit on the side of the boat with our feet dangling in the water and when the baby arrives in the red helicopter we are all to reach and grab the oleo's (you know, the things that the helicopter lands on...like the helicopters feet if it were human or wheels if it were a car) and pull it in close to us.
So the helicopter lands and we grab onto it and pull it in...as it gets closer and we look in. There she is. A beautiful, dark haired little girl smiling and wiggling while sitting in a vat of spaghetti sauce with very large meatballs.
And then I woke up.
Huh.
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