dream interpretation 101
Last night I had a dream that I found out our baby is a boy. For some reason, they had to remove the baby from me, but he was perfectly fine and protected by a clear sac. I could hold him in my hands and see exactly what he looked like, and a technician or nurse of some sort told me that the baby was a boy. So this either means that a) I had a premonition about the sex of our baby or b) I am now officially in the "weird pregnancy dreams" phase. I vote for b.
I have moved away from sweet cravings on to spicy food cravings. I don't feel the need to stuff my face with chocolate and cake anymore, but I do feel the need to put chillis and tabasco in everything. Last night: enchiladas. Tonight: fajitas and nachos. Olé!
I have confirmed my scan booking in San Diego four weeks from tomorrow. That's just four weeks until I find out if my dreams are correct (I have a 50/50 chance, really) and until we get another peek at Pip. Cannot wait!
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