I woke up briefly and mumbled something about him being perfect and fell back into my dream. This time my perfect baby boy had turned into a baby goat. Not long after I fell back asleep I gave birth to another baby...goat. And then a third baby goat. I remember them all walking around my bedroom and I told Darren, "They are beautiful and I love them a lot, but I was really hoping for a baby".
Pretty soon we decided that the nursery wouldn't be a good place to raise 3 goats and our backyard was too small, so we would have to give the goats up for adoption.
Before I woke up I told Darren that as soon as I had recovered we'd try again and hopefully this time we'd get a baby.
2 comments:
Hahahaha, those are some cute billy goats!
Pregnant Dreams are the funniest thing ever. My sister always dreamt she gave birth to a tarantula. I have still never had a birth dream- I just have VERY WILD VIVID dreams with my man.. (if you get my drift) which wakes me up great-- but leaves JT a little bummed out.
I must say- you and Darren do make cute Goats!
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