Pregnancy Dreams - just a taste

So far my dreams have included...

The "adoption" of a baby fox - I say adoption because it wasn't one of those pregnancy dreams where you actually give birth to an animal (apparently that is common - and to me, horrifying). In case you are curious the fox's name was Caden and I was very worried how to feed him then I remembered I had a small Aventi bottle that I got for free when shopping at Motherhood Maternity - I also didn't feel as though he needed to be "secured" within the house and gave him free reign - no baby gates for my little fox baby.

That same night I had a dream about leaving crockpot lasagna out all night so it went to waste and an open  tube of refrigerated cookie dough that was left on the counter. Neither of which I have eaten in ages.

Past dreams have included a giant flying sea-turtle travelling over what I believe was the causeway near the port of Miami, I blame this on my friend's son who had just had a conversation with his mom about flying cars. On a related note this picture cracks me up.

This week my dreams included one in which I was sad and then happy to be invited to a baby shower with a cake that said congrats on losing 20.2 lbs (sad part) And then listed the mom's weight at 320 or something (happy part) - why anyone would have a cake like is this beyond me - but this is what happens when you read blog posts about pregnancy weight gain/loss right before going to bed. Stay tuned to a future post about Pregnancy Weight Loss.

Last night I had a dream I was with my husband, I'm pretty sure we were back in my home town - we went to some bar for St. Patrick's day I think.  There was a band, Foreigner maybe? and everyone was excited that Lou Gramm was going to be singing, I was not that excited.... While this happened I was accosted (not sure what other term to use) by a girl from my high school that was upset I had commented on one of her husband's posts on facebook. I proceeded to explain to her how facebook worked (she is not on facebook) and I bit her finger....yup I just bit her finger - I guess she was pointing at me and I didn't like it.

Probably the weirdest part is that I remember a lot of my dreams. Apparently that has something to do with the fact that you wake up 100 times a night to pee, flip over, freak out you're sleeping on your back or tell your husband that if he's going to snore he can just "go down stairs". Sorry about that one hunny.

On why I am doing this.

Ok, honestly who is really going to read this blog? And will I even stick to it? I hope so for my own and OB's sake.  P.S. OB is "Our Baby" it's what we've been calling the baby growing inside me from early on, I think I need to give my husband credit for that one - we pronounce it Obi - like Obi Wan Kenobi - which probably confuses people when we mention it in passing - side thought I really should get some kind of OWK figurine or something for the baby in the future.  Anywho - so what if nobody reads this - I know it will live on the internet for....ever?!? and my LO (babycenter msg board for "little one") might get to read it one day. That being said I also feel like I need to "check" myself a bit and not post everything I may want to. Although I do envy the funny no holds barred blogs that let it all hang out, I'm not sure that would be smart for me professionally, but who knows.  If you're still reading you've probably figured out I have a touch of the ADD so prepare for some wandering - but that's what blogs are for right?

Ok so why am I really doing this - well I'm doing it so that I can keep track of all the scary, funny, weird, happy thoughts literally ping-ponging around in my brain. The dreams are also great and I'll have to make sure to share those. I also hope to explain a little about how I got here, how it feels, what I fear, what I hope, blah, blah, blah. 

Anyway, it's raining and crappy outside today, I'm the only one awake besides my current baby Turkish our 5-ish year old Weimaraner and I feel like writing so this might just be one of many posts for the day...