I’ve been having some really weird and vivid dreams lately. I don’t even try to explain them to anyone or discuss them out loud because they are SO odd, and I know it’s due to hormone changes, blah blah blah. Or maybe it’s because I ate chocolate pudding out of a mixing bowl right before I went to bed. I guess we will never know.
Anyway, I woke up at 1:00 a.m. and Husband was parked next to me so I woke him up to have a nice chat about his day. He was kind enough to oblige me but started snoring before I was finished with my questioning. I was lying there drifting back off to sleep when I swear I felt flutters.
Now I’m sitting here wondering, did I dream it up? Did it actually happen? I am pretty sure it actually happened, but I’m afraid no one will believe me as I am just now (like today, right this minute) 12 weeks along.
As a side note, how do people wait this long to announce their pregnancy? I mean really. I don’t get rule-followers. I also do not get:
1. Justin Beiber
2. That show on CNN where the guy screams about the stock market and throws random items around and rings a bell and sweats a lot … what’s it called?
4. French cooking (waaaaaay too complicated)
5. How to “truss” a chicken (see above)