Still tired

[eustacia_vye28]

I had a dream last night, which was probably one of those layered ones that has bits nested inside of each other, but they were actually related. The only pieces I remembered when I woke up was that in one, I had actually given birth to a girl we named Sophia. The part that came next was that I was in the hospital (it didn't look the same, but in the dream I was under the impression it's the same one as the inner dream/where I work and will deliver), and a bunch of us were waiting to get seen in the Women's Health section. It was structured differently, more like how it was about a year ago, and one woman was coughing and a bit sick. I asked if I was supposed to have an ultrasound, since I haven't had one since week 17 (what we had thought was 13 at the time) so I was bundled off with another woman who was supposed to have one, too. We then went up a flight of stairs that looks nothing like the hospital, and were allowed to go into the elevator first, ahead of the packed crowd waiting to get on. The elevator was a wide glass one, and we were supposed to go up one flight. I look through the glass while waiting for the elevator to move and see snow falling in clumps off of the roof of a building across from the hospital. I start complaining that it's snowing again, and the other woman waiting for an ultrasound said no, it was just blowing off the roof.

I think I woke up at that point. Jason was very unimpressed by my saying I dreamed we were actually having a girl, but then he just woke up with the alarm.

Not my first weird pregnancy dream this time out, but I don't recall having as many this time as I did with Maddy or Zach. Or maybe I'm just not keeping track of them as well. Maybe it's also that I'm just that much more tired this time out.

Full day ahead of me. Color me unenthusiastic. I could use a nap already.