Friday, June 3, 2011

Baby Dreams and the Nesting Instinct

So far, I’ve had two dreams about the baby that I can remember. The second one I had just last night. I think I had them more often when I was pregnant with Marguerite. Anyway, the first dream, I was supposed to be sleeping with the baby beside me and then I sort of sat bolt upright remembering that I was solely using cloth diapers for this baby, even at nighttime. I checked and sure enough, the baby was wet, but not fussing at all. I still hurried to change him, but you know how it is in dreams, for some reason I couldn’t seem to get the job done. Last night’s was weirder. My mom and I were just supposed to be watching my belly twitch from all the baby’s movements inside and then suddenly these two little hands started reaching out. I thought it was like that picture of the tummy with the baby’s foot clearly outlined on it. I teasingly held out my index fingers and the little hands held on, like a born baby. And then suddenly the baby was out and I was panicking because he wasn’t even 7 months yet, even if he looked okay. Oh well, I suppose it just means I’m feeling the crunch. September will be here in no time. Got so much stuff to do. First, we have to fix this room up. Paint walls and Shutters, rearrange furniture, remove general clutter… I find I’m not yet equal to the task as of now. Still too lazy. No hurry though. I’ll be nesting soon enough.

2 comments:

Sharkbytes (TM) said...

Yes, September will be here in no time. I have to get busy crocheting!

spinninglovelydays said...

Actually, me too! Plus I have to make a sling for Mark, reusable diapers, wipes... At the rate I'm going, I'll probably just end up buying, lol