little nuggets

well, last night I know I had some pretty terrible dreams but luckily I can only remember this little bit....

I had the baby, and it was a boy....we named him Lucien Otis Fuerstinger and were calling him Lou for short.
We'd just brought him home from the hospital but already he was crawling around everywhere. I kept trying to breastfeed him but he just wouldn't do it, then later I walked into the living room and Stephen was feeding little Lucien chicken nuggets.

Needless to say, chicken nuggets sound good right now.

not so sweet dreams

I have crazy dreams almost nightly now, but my forgetfulness tends to cause me to be a pretty lame blogger.
I only remember a bit of my dream last night. I went to the restroom in my dream and there was blood, I began crying and freaking out. I start looking through the blood and I find a small clot. I pull the clot out and notice it looks a bit like a little sprout with something tiny and red connected to it. But the sprout is very much green, like on a plant. I cried and thought I'd miscarried so I planted the sprouting in my belly button. That's all I remember from that. But I did wake up in tears, terrified as I ran up the stairs to the bathroom to check things out. But all is well, it's just another case of pregnancy dream madness. I hope once the baby is here these dreams settle down a bit.