It Takes Days

I woke up yesterday morning having had the strangest dream.

I dreamt I was pregnant and went into labor and drove myself to the midwife's house to have the baby.

The midwife and her husband were in a little bit of an argument.

My dream labor and delivery was essentially a non-event.

I had the baby, with my husband nowhere to be found (?), then packed myself and the babe up (I'm not sure she was dressed - and yes, it was a "she") and left.

As I got out to my car, which, unlike real life, was an SUV, I looked down and noticed my new baby wasn't like a real-life newborn baby.

She was more like a TV or movie baby - nice and chunky and rounded out like a 3 month old.

And she had a full head of downy, red hair. And fair skin.

!?!?!?!

Then, I discovered I'm probably ovulating

which means my cycle will soon return

and I've decided my body is sending me messages in secret code.

Now that I've had time to think it over

and over and over and over

I realize that the baby girl in my dream

looked just like me when I was about 4 or 6 months old.

I'm not quite sure what that means. . .

~Nichole