I had my first (for this pregnancy) vivid childbirth dream last night.
Anyone still reading?
It was actually pretty hilarious how immaculate the whole thing was.
I experienced no pain or contractions, pushed once and gave birth to a clean, healthy, quietly-sleeping, fully-dressed baby boy.
A lady can hope right?
It's the second recent dream I've had that I'm having a boy. In the first dream, I went to an ultrasound appointment and the tech accidentally told me that I was having a boy. A dream which I very much had in mind a few days later when I had an actual ultrasound appointment. As she started taking measurements, the tech started calling the baby "he" before asking if we knew the sex and when I said "no", she quickly told me that she called all babies a generic "he". She didn't sound like she was trying to cover up a slip but I still thought it was amusing.
Truly, neither my husband nor I care about the X/Y chromosomal-predilections of our offspring. Though, he's been convinced that he's only producing girl children since long before our gametes ever connected intimately and for some reason I've been mostly convinced that both my pregnancies were/are boys.
So far he's one-for-one. If he gets two-for-two, I hope that, in a few years, when he's waiting for hours to get into the bathroom only to find that all the hot water is gone and someone has used his razor to shave their legs, he's still able to find joy in those fleeting moments of smug satisfaction he felt about being right at the moment of their precious births.
I promise to try not to smile too hard when that happens.