I'm a dreamer when I sleep. I'm talkin' dreams on dreams on dreams on dreams.
I dream all night!
But as of late, the best dreams I can remember are the ones I've had during naps.
Yes, I try to fit as many hours of sleep as I possibly can into the day whether its at night or during naps or both.
So anyway, I don't know if my nap dreams are so good because I wake up soon enough to remember them but today, my nap dream was both terrifying and wonderful.
I think it goes without saying I've had some kind of baby fever well .... pretty much since I was born.
I've always loved babies and I've always wanted a little brother or sister. Probably why I told my first grade teacher my mom was pregnant when she wasn't. But that's a different story.
So in this dream I had today, my mom (who is 52 years old, I might add but ... it's never too late!) had the most beautiful baby boy. My little brother!
Oh my gosh he was so cute.
And I met her at the airport because apparently she was coming from somewhere else.
I couldn't keep my hands off his little 3 month old self. I was kissing him all over.
And then she said it was time for us to go so I took him in his car seat to the Tahoe, strapped him in, locked the doors and went 2 seconds away to get her.
But, when I turned around, the Tahoe with the baby was gone!
Naturally, I was absolutely frantic searching for my baby brother but my mom was just ho-humming around calling OnStar and stuff.
I think God knew that dream was way too stressful for me at that point because I woke up and forced myself to stay awake so I wouldn't go back to the dream.
But a baby brother!
So I've decided all I want for my birthday in 3 days is a baby brother ... pretty feasible I think!