No More Sleep For Me
Last night I dreamed that while setting up for my enormous, wedding-reception-style baby shower, E set himself on fire and ended up in a coma. I was more worried about having to handle 100+ guests (none of whom I knew) by myself than I was about E ever recovering. Then I gave birth to a 30 pound Cabbage Patch kid. Through my belly button.
The dream interpreter in me wants to say that means you fear you will have to carry the load in taking care of this baby, and you’re stressed and overwhelmed and think the baby will destroy everything in its path.
That, or maybe pregnancy hormones gone crazy. Yeah, probably the latter.