So I have FINALLY had a dream about actually having the baby. I've been having weird, vivid dreams in the last few months (including one where an old lady ghost chased me around accusing me of killing the king, who was her husband??? Yeah, weird). Well, this baby dream was strange as well. It all started at my parents in the bedroom where we stay when we visit. I was lying in the bed, with my sister and one of my brothers were standing next to the bed. Suddenly I fell asleep and when I woke Lisa and Kyle told me I had a little boy by cesarean. I glanced down at my belly to find a long, vertical, already healed scar. Slightly disappointed since I really don't want to have a c-section, I brushed that off and couldn't wait to see my baby boy! They finally brought him in and, well... he was a cat. In a diaper. And it wasn't just any cat. It was my parent's recently deceased cat, Earl.
I told Jeremy about this and his response was if a black cat comes out, it's not his!
On a cuter note, Jeremy couldn't sleep one night (not the same night as this dream, by the way - different night) and he curled up by me and started rubbing my belly. He said he the baby started moving around so he started to 'play' with the baby. I guess they played for quite some time! Jeremy said he's never felt the baby move around so much... and I just slept through the whole thing. Father-baby bonding...
I'll be posting more bump photos soon! And VERY soon we should have some baby photos! Our due date is just a week from tomorrow - we can't wait to meet the little peanut!
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