I just had the weirdest dream, and since I so rarely remember them I thought I should mark this down for posterity.
I was sitting on a bench by the window in the kitchen of an older farmhouse. There was a paper bag of underwear next to me for Goodwill (sidenote: gross!). I was talking to my friend Adrienne, and this old woman suddenly showed up right outside the window. She was talking to me, and had a creepy old woman voice (think disguised witch from Snow White).
Suddenly, when I had stood up to get away from her, she stole the bag of underwear! Then, she was trying to get in the house, but mostly through open windows. Adrienne ran off to close some, and then I ran into another room to do the same. Except her hand was already over the sill grasping. Then she said that I “dance a pretty jig,” right before we got the window shut.
In the meantime, a friend from college had shown up randomly. Then I heard someone coming down the stairs. There was a door at the bottom, so I tried to slam it shut until I realized it was another college friend. I do not know where these people kept coming from, but they were giving me a heart attack and that crazy woman was still out there, talking to me. I sat on the floor to catch my breath (I wasn’t pregnant in the dream), and then I woke up.
So weird!
In other news, Ryan and I bought the rest of the stuff we need to be ready for baby. Other than stockpiles of sleep. They don’t sell that at Target or on Amazon. The ladies from my work threw us a shower on Thursday, so now all the parties are done and we are just waiting. We also got the stuff we need for the hospital, which is kind of crazy. Now we just need to get it all packed/put away. I am pretty sure I’ll make it to my due date, but who knows.
Speaking of, let’s have a little contest; you guess baby’s birthdate, length and weight, and whoever is closest wins. Probably they just win the satisfaction of being right, though. I’m not good at mailing things NORMALLY, much less after I’ve given birth.
To even the playing field, here are my stats:
As of 36 weeks I was not dialated at all, but I was 25% effaced. I haven’t been (and probably won’t be) checked again.
I was born about 3 days after my due date and weighed 8 lbs plus some ozs. I don’t remember the specific amount or my length at birth.
Ryan was 7 lbs 13 ozs, I believe. I don’t know his length at birth or where he was in relation to his due date, although I think he was close.
Personally, I think I’ll make it to my due date and that he will be right around 8 lbs and 20 inches. We shall see!
Go ahead; take a guess. There’s no penalty for being wrong!