Happy Eyes

They say that when you are pregnant you have crazy dreams. I'm a crazy dreamer to begin with and they also are vivid in my mind when I wake up. Last night the dreams started with me being at a wedding for Christina from Grey's Anatomy and just before the outdoor wedding it started to pour. . .then I was being attacked by someone throwing spaghetti at me and retreated into someones house who had a pitbull who was biting my feet. Then the best dream:

I dreamt about our baby. I can still picture the baby in my mind's eye. The baby was a girl and had beautiful happy eyes. I remember the baby looking at both Nathan and I and we were overcome. The baby was magical.

When you're pregnant, or should I say in my experience of being pregnant, it's sometimes hard to recognize the weight and reality of what's going on. I can now see that I'm obviously growing a baby, I read about the baby's development and certainly have side effects but it's rare that I really can grasp what's going on. There is a person inside of me an I cannot wait to meet him/her.

In regard to my gender identification in my dream. . . there is a theory that as the baby's sex organs are developing, a woman might get a hunch. I don't know if I buy that but the night before I had a dream that we found out we were having a girl and Nathan was very angry.

Freud and Adler would love to have me on their couch right about now . . .