I've been reading a lot of books lately (hurrah for my new kindle!) - and I just sped through the Twilight Saga by Stephenie Meyer. If you haven't heard of it, they are YA books about a girl who falls in love with a vampire. If you like a little bit of trashy reading - it's totally addictive! Anyway - due to having the plot from that book on my mind (and I hope I'm not ruining the book for anyone) and my meeting with my doula, I had some totally crazy dreams last night.
As usual, I don't remember the whole thing, but basically, I had my baby (a little boy) that could totally talk to me - not outloud, but in my mind. He came in a really easy birth, and then people were freaking out and telling me what to do - and we just hung out by ourselves and were fine. Someone was telling me that babies couldn't take baths - and the baby and I looked at each other an laughed. We got into the shower together. It was just a funny and cool dream all at the same time. Don't you wish that you could read your baby's mind when it came out? Wouldn't have to stress about why it was crying - you would just know.
Anyway, I'm definitely finally feeling really pregnant. Haven't been AS uncomfortable as I was on Monday, or maybe it's just that I've resigned myself that it's time I start to feel different. I went for a walk yesterday, and really had to push myself to go for it. My lower back was hurting... but it did feel good to get out in the fall air. I love the fall, and the dogs love running around in the woods. I'm also realizing that walking the dogs with a baby will be an interesting, if not impossible task.
This week was crazy at work. I'm so glad that it is Friday I can't even put it into words, to tell you the truth. I'm going to prenatal yoga Saturday morning, and then I have a massage. After that? I'm totally just lounging around the house. And I can't wait.