for the first time during this pregnancy, i dreamed about having the baby... which normally would be an expected thing.. but from the beginning, this dream was nothing but weird.
the dream:
my husband and i were in New York City... this may seem like a normal thing to you... but when you consider that we live in South Carolina and the only time we go to NYC is during baseball season to see the Mets play... which is from April to October.... i am due in March... so why was i in NYC outside of the baseball season?.. i guess we shall never know...
i go into labor, and for some unknown reason it is decided i have to go to Quantico, the military base in Virginia, to have the baby... we do not drive there... we fly there... in a craft that can only be described as a rocketship straight out of Flash Gordon... my husband lands the ship at the Quantico airstrip and hands they keys to a valet (again, weird i know) as medics are rushing me out to go to the hospital...
the labor itself is either so uneventful that i don't remember it, or was not part of my dream... but next thing i know, the baby is born..
it's a girl (what does it mean if i am dreaming i have a girl?)... and she is 22inches (tall) and 18 and a half pounds....... ???... holy crap! did i give birth to a 1 year old? no wonder i don't remember the birth, i blacked it out because of the horror of pushing out and 18 pound baby...lol
but she is just beautiful... blonde hair and brown eyes, her daddy's nose and my lips... just precious.
we are released from the hospital shortly after and for whatever reason, we drive home to SC... in separate cars... and for some odd reason, our 7 year old niece is with us and she is driving her own car too... don't ask why that is part of the dream, because i really have no clue...
we get home, in 3 cars mind you, and my entire extended family is there waiting for us, even Percy from the Harry Potter movies (no he isn't a relative, but for some weird reason is there acting as one)...
i take the baby up to my room and sit down with my mom and aunt and try to breast feed.... now here is where even more weirdness happens... i am sitting there across from my mother and aunt trying to breastfeed, and every time the baby latches on and begins to suckle, i fall asleep.... my hold on her and my breast relaxes and she unattaches... and then i wake up... i get her situated and latched on again, and promptly fall asleep again... and they cycle continues.. poor baby.. every time she tries to feed, i sleep... it was weird...
well, after figuring this out, Percy (remember the Potter movie non relative?) comes in and takes her out of my arms and balances her belly down on the top of his head and leaves the room to go share her with the rest of the "family".... and i begin to call out "her name is..." and my aunt answers "Kathryn Elizabeth"... i , shocked that she said the wrong name, said "no, it not... it's... "and she again says "Kathryn Elizabeth." i insisted for the next several minutes that no, Elizabeth is NOT her middle name, it's Shea... but my aunt began crying because i did not name my baby after her...
and then i woke up.
i told you it was a weird dream...
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