I had a baby dream last night. I had a baby boy with black curly hair (three or four of my children were born with black hair actually, and they all belong to AJ). He was beautiful and weighed 8 pounds, 3 ounces which is pretty hefty for being three months premature!
Anyone who has been pregnant knows how those dreams go - they can be pretty wacky!
However I love love LOVED this, because it gave me the brand-new-baby craving.
I thought it to be especially convenient since I am indeed pregnant, thirteen weeks so, and my dream gave me the first real longing to meet this little one!
I am always excited to discover that a new little love Bug is on the way, but these later pregnancies go by much faster and are less heralded than the first. I sometimes forget that my growing belly (and growing everything else) is evidence of a tiny PERSON. Not just a pregnancy.
I am so thankful for new life, and the privilege to carry it within me. Wow!
Now I am guessing that curls are a little far fetched, but that's okay. There IS a baby in there, and boy or girl, we can't wait to meet!
4 years ago