So, though I've been pregnant for about 15 weeks, I haven't really dreamed about being pregnant, or about the baby.
That is, until last night. I'm not sure if it was the unhealthy nacho dinner, the gigantic side of carrots that constituted my lunch or something else entirely, but I did dream - not only about my baby, but about KAT's as well.
I dreamt that KAT and I were at the doctor's office. That doesn't seem odd, although, we don't actually have the same doctor or even the same practice. But we were both there, and there was an ultrasound in the room. So naturally, when the doctor stepped out, KAT asked me to do an ultrasound on her baby. Um. So I did. She wanted me to find out what she was having - but she didn't want me to tell her.
Right. So I did that. And then, just to be sure I was right about the sex, I opened up the pouch where she keeps the baby, and checked it out. Yep! It's a girl! We had an odd pact though, that we wouldn't let each other actually see the babies, because then we wouldn't want to put them back in their pouches so they could continue growing.
Then, KAT checked my baby out from my pouch. First she said "It's a Boy!" And I was in such shock that I didn't believe her. I had been so certain I was having a girl... and that SHE was having a boy. Then she followed it up with, "Oh, I'm just kidding! It's a girl!"
And so it came to be that KAT and I are having girls.
But we're also kangaroos, so.... you know. Grain of salt and everything.
So many books...
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