Pregnant Belly Dreams

Last night, I had a very vivid dream that I was pregnant. In the dream, I was one month from my due date and had just started to feel a little uncomfortable (from friends, I hear that last month can be a bit rough). When I started to wake from the dream, I realized that I'd been sleeping on my back and I panicked. You're not suppose to sleep on your back when you're pregnant. And in my half-asleep, half-awake state, I thought I was pregnant and sleeping on my back. I got my period this morning and woke up enough to take some ibuprofen for my cramps. As I crawled back to bed, I worried, "What if I'm in a half-asleep state when I am pregnant and I get up and forgetting I'm pregnant, I take ibuprofen." (You're not suppose to take ibuprofen when you're pregnant. I have been struggling lately with the fact that I don't take the best care of my body. I don't eat all of the right foods. I'm struggling with thinking I need to eat perfectly for myself before I can get pregnant when I'll be pressured to eat even better for my baby's sake.

Obviously, I'm still stressing myself out about this. And yet, the closer we get to actually trying to get pregnant, the more excited I am about it.

Two of my co-workers brought their babies to a staff meeting this past week. One was so young, she just slept through the meeting. The other has just arrived at the more interactive stage where she'll smile at you. She and I were mesmerized by one another throughout the meeting - catching each other's eyes, huge smiles sprouting out on our faces. A few co-workers commented on how cute it was that we were entertaining ourselves with each other so. Babies can be such a joy. And whenever she cried, I had to fight the urge to ask if I could hold her. My maternal instinct is clearly clicking into hard drive.