I forgot to mention this in my previous post. I had the weirdest dream last night. It started when we were at the hospital after having the baby. They were about to discharge us when the nurse asked what we were going to clothe the baby in for the ride home. I completely forgot to bring an outfit! So they gave us something and we left. On the ride home I said to Dave, "OMG...we don't have anything for the baby! We don't have a crib, or even a changing pad. We don't even had diapers and neither one of us even knows how to change a diaper!" So the next day, I went to work (!!wha!!) and Dave stayed home and at some point I realized that I hadn't nursed the baby at all since we came home and there were no bottles since I hadn't pumped and no formula (and still no diapers...LOL). So by the time I got home from work, I was in a panic. Home was somewhere with a big stage (like a Theatre) and there were a bunch of people there. I ran down and got the baby (a boy) and he was standing up. I took him to a rocking chair and turned it the other way so that I could nurse. I had a million buttons on my shirt and I couldn't get them undone with just one hand, so the baby helped me! He finally nursed and then he stood up and said to everyone, "Milk is good!" with a thumbs up sign. Everyone was laughing and I woke up horrified and wanting to go out and buy diapers!
OMG...what does that all mean?
Sunday, July 15, 2007
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