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My dreams are really messing with my head this week. Last night, I dreamt I was six months pregnant, which for me was pretty much the perfect time. Well, the only good time anyway. It was when my morning sickness was manageable, I wasn't quite yet so huge that everything was uncomfortable, and the baby moved around a lot without kicking everything in reach.
So when I woke up and realized I'm not actually pregnant? Extreme disappointment. Now I'm in "I want a baby mode" which I know is completely unrealistic.
At least this isn't a frustration or stress dream. This was specifically brought on by the fact that a friend is currently 40 weeks pregnant and was facing the possibility of being induced yesterday.
I'm nothing if not predictable, lol.
So when I woke up and realized I'm not actually pregnant? Extreme disappointment. Now I'm in "I want a baby mode" which I know is completely unrealistic.
At least this isn't a frustration or stress dream. This was specifically brought on by the fact that a friend is currently 40 weeks pregnant and was facing the possibility of being induced yesterday.
I'm nothing if not predictable, lol.