Had my first pregnancy/delivery dream last night...
It was an easy birth to a boy. But then the nurse took him away right away. I was none to happy about this, so I got up and followed her out of the room. Scott didn't even try to stop me. Apparently I got the babe back, but then Scott and I kept hiding him (like, in drawers and under the bed) because there were some people that we'd never gotten a chance to tell that we were expecting and we didn't want them to see the baby before we had a chance to talk to them.
I'm thinking this is not how this whole thing is gonna go down... Bizarre.
In Scott's dreams news: he held the baby (he couldn't remember if it was a boy or a girl) for the first time and said, "Eh."
I guess he wasn't a big fan.
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