Weekend O' Fun & Dreams O' Creepiness ...

Good morning girls and boy (the Mister)!  I trust you've all had as fantabulous weekends as I did?  At least I hope you did ... Friday the Mister came home from being out of town ALL WEEK (you didn't even know he was gone right?  I don't divulge that on the blog, it is public you know, letting the WWW know you're home alone all week = probably not a good idea) and poor guy went STRAIGHT to bed.  He had tired eyes, I don't know if any of your misters get tired eyes but when mine has them, it's best to get him to sleep QUICK.  And I mean quick.  Like he was a sleep by 9:00.  Which left this pregnant insomniac some time to try and provide y'all with some BUMP pics!!!  It's not easy when you're taking them of yourself, but I think they turned out okay ...

{First attempt.  Notsomuch belly, moresomuch extreme close-up of the face ...}

{Definately my fave. Not bad for taking it of myself eh?}

So there's your 22 1/2 week bump pic.  Saturday we went to the pool for a few hours in the morning and then the Mister and I went and had an old man and woman date.  As in we ate lunch (at Snuffer's, I had a cheese fries craving, fat fairy rearing it's ugly wings again) at 2pm, went to a matinee movie (Inception.  AMAZING but I think you should have to take an IQ test before you see it.  Because I'm not sure I'd have passed.) and were home, showered and watching TV by 7pm.  On a Saturday night.  I will say we were NICE and rested on Sunday morning on our way to church.  Yesterday we just took care of stuff around the house, I put together the shower list for the shower that my MOH is throwing me and we turned in early.  A pretty laid back wonderful weekend if you ask me!

Now, onto the creepiness.  Something they tell you about in some of the books with pregnancy but you can't understand until you experience them.  Crazy, JACKED UP pregnancy dreams.  Let me expound upon that a little for you.  Let's start with the first of 3 dreams that I had 3 nights in a row.  I'm pretty sure there were a lot more parts involved, because you know when you wake up you can remember the dream being WAY more jacked up than you're remembering, but you can't remember why.  I do know that I dreamt that I had the baby, however it was about 4 months early, but amazingly it was full term (size wise) and it was a GIRL?  And that's really all I can remember.  The second night, I had almost the exact same dream however it was a boy.  And I forgot to feed him for 3 days.  Who gets mom of the year award?  I do.  The THIRD night is the most jacked up and by jacked up I mean eff'ed up.  In this dream I have the baby, however I don't remember having him.  Wouldn't this be nice if the pain is this minimal in real life?  "Oh it was so easy i almost don't REMEMBER the pain."  Right.  And he's full term and for some reason I'm not sure where the Mister is in this dream.  During the dream I leave the baby (WITH someone I'm guessing?  You know how things always seem perfectly logical in dreams when they're perfectly not) and realize it's been almost 11 hours since I've been home and that I need to get home (apparently I think the baby is a puppy and he needs to be "let out") and when I walk in the door I hear him crying.  So I go into his room (the place in my dream is not our house, I have no IDEA who's house it is, but again, perfectly logical in dreamland) to pick him up and he SITS UP.  Mind you, this baby is a few days old and LOOKS a few days old.  He then proceeds to TALK TO ME and at this point I notice he has a full set of teeth.  STILL ON A NEWBORN'S BODY.  I then decide I'll try and breastfeed him (because, who WOULDN'T pick up a newborn baby with a full set of teeth having an actual conversation with you and try and BREASTFEED IT?  Logical right?) and I'll just say this, HIS TEETH HURT!!!  And he laughed about it.  And then I wake up.  Horrified.  And really confused.  What the heck does this mean?  That I'm not sure of my baby's sex?  That I think I'm having twins?  That I think my baby will be smarter than me at a week old and also be a creepier (if possible) form of a Chucky Doll!?!  Or that I'm just having some jacked up dreams.  I'm hoping it's the latter.  We'll leave it up to the authorities to decide (and by authorities I mean the ones that are going to come and take me away in a lovely, white, jacket ...)

That's it from me for today loves!!!  Have a wonderful start to your week!!!