Pregnancy causes some vivid dreams for me this time around.
This morning I dreamt that I gave birth to an enormous baby girl with black hair.
And that my sister Megan came in and told me that she liked her clothes (like, the blanket I swaddled her in. Weird).
My tummy has gotten to the get-in-the-way size. I keep bumping it into things, and my center of balance is thrown way off.
I drop at least six things before noon.
But I am happy to let this baby continue to marinate.