our final class and a creepy dream

last night's class was exceptionally heinous. we started with what to expect postpartum. i cannot even describe the horrible things that were discussed, as it will CERTAINLY scar any woman that has not been pregnant/given birth before and might already be a little squeamish about the idea (heather v. and becky come to mind <-- yes becky, i still have faith that you might change your mind one day ;) ). my recommendation for those ladies out there who fall into this category--wait until AFTER you're already pregnant to find out all of these GLORIOUS DETAILS b/c then you'll be past the point of return.

it is FOR CERTAIN that had i known ALL of this, i DEFINITELY would have raised my requirements of what needed to be done prior to talk of conception--kenny DEFINITELY got off easy on this one! i'm the one who messed up really, if only i'd done my homework, i would've known that it would be perfectly acceptable to ask for at least 2 trips abroad and maybe one domestic trip. oh well, our trip to greece was amazing and i'm lucky we were able to do that! :)

i must say though, that being pregnant really hasn't been that bad. weeks 6 and 7 sucked, but after that, it's been pretty smooth sailing. ::knock on wood:: but being pregnant has never been the problem, it's gettin' the sucker outta there that's the tricky part. however, i *think* that what is to come--meeting the being that only kenny and i could create and adding another being to our lives--will outweigh the postpartum stuff (and the lack of freedom to go wherever we feel like and do whatever we feel like, even if it's life-threatening, and the inability to sleep in on the weekends or go out on our weekly date night). all joking aside, i can't help but get a little teary-eyed when i daydream about carter's smile and watching kenny love carter and experiencing unconditional love in a new way and seeing a new life learn new things. :*) ::regathers composure::

enough with the sappy stuff...

on to the weirdest dream ever, likely due to the graphic nature of class last night...

i was on our boat with kenny when i felt something poking out of my lady area. i looked down and saw (let me just stop right here and say that at this point, it was clearly a dream--i can no longer look down and see ANYTHING but a bump) the pointy part of what looked like a dinosaur egg (that makes 2 pts for dream). i remember reaching down and touching it--it was really hard, but i didn't want to break it b/c i knew that my baby was inside it.

the next thing i knew, i'd given birth to the dinosaur egg--there was no pain (dream = 3 pts)--and i was waiting in the ER with my mom, holding my egg baby. i couldn't understand why i had to WAIT in the ER--i'd just given birth (to a dinosaur egg baby, no less), someone should look at my newborn! frustrated, i got up and took the egg baby to the first nurse i could find b/c i was worried that the egg baby was dead b/c it'd been out of my body for so long. the nurse cracked open the egg, and there was our baby (kenny must've still been out on the boat b/c he was only in the dream in the beginning). but the strange thing was, our "newborn baby" was the size of a newborn, but was able to hold up his head and sit up by himself. i was just so relieved that the baby was still alive, after being born in an egg and out of my body for so long.

the end.

any idea what any of that means?? maybe that our child will have a tough but fragile exterior??