Dreams

Every time that I have been pregnant I have considered waiting until the birth to find out the baby's gender. Each time I've come up with some random excuse to find out. I need to buy clothes, get the room ready, prepare siblings, etc. In the end I've never regretted knowing. I'm sure it's a wonderful experience to be surprised, but the birth itself has always been quite enough excitement in one day for me. Something about knowing the gender of the baby changes things for me. All of the sudden I know something so very important and special about this new little being.

Since my Thursday ultrasound I have had the most vivid dreams about the baby. I am holding him wrapped snuggly in blankets. I see him and he's gorgeous. He looks so much like all of the girls. I feel a new connection. I did this with all 4 girls as well. I have dreams for him as well. The baby, boy, and man he will be. It's such a responsibility. One I've never taken lightly as a parent. Right now I'm content to have him snuggly in my belly where he's safe from the world.