I have always had pretty awesome dreams and of course by awesome I mean terrifying. I have been stabbed, eaten by lions, spiders all over my hair, I've been shot, drowned... sometimes I even have two nightmares a night. Chris has to wake me up on a regular basis because my breathing patterns match that of a marathon runner on his 25th mile. We always joke that my theme song should be 'Mad World' by Gary Jules (just the chorus, not the other semi depressing lyrics. I do really like the song though)
So when everyone told me to get ready for the pregnacy dreams, I thought could they get any crazier?
Well the other night I had a dream that I delievered my baby, was it a boy? A girl? No, it was a.... hard boiled egg. But boy did I love that little hard boiled egg.
So whether we have a boy, a girl, or a hard boiled egg I know I'll love it! (for the record, it was a pretty creepy dream.)
