I dreamed that I had given birth a beautiful little baby boy. Seriously, this kid was so freaking cute. He was only a few days old, but he was already smiling and happy, and we were even calling him by our boy name. Then the best part? My baby was wearing Spiderman pajamas!
Even though I probably would have opted Star Wars, I knew then that this was definitely my little boy. I only got to hold the baby for a few seconds before I woke up, but I sure did wake up feeling so darn happy and in love with this little kid. When Kevin and I talked on his lunch break, I recounted my dream to him and proceeded to cry as I was telling him. They were tears of sheer joy and excitement. Now, September 7 cannot get here fast enough!
Hopefully, in the meantime, I'll have a baby girl dream to even things out a little bit. Who knows, maybe in that dream, she'll be wearing something from the Muppets!