I had a dream last night that instead of giving birth to one son in September, four little baby boys came out. Somehow, I was totally unfazed by this enormous surprise and only felt relief that I could now use all three names we are considering for the baby, as well as the one I love that Dan has nixed.
I guess I felt like in the chaos of three extra sons, Dan wouldn't notice.
The other good news of the dream? Labor barely hurt.
A girl can dream, can't she?