I had the WEIRDEST dream last night...actually 2 weird ones but I can only remember the first one. I laid there for a while after I woke up in the middle of the night with this one not being able to go back to sleep...
I apparently had the baby but Travis and I could NOT agree on a name. (We haven't really decided still) but in the dream, he said ABSOLUTELY not to Ava. We couldn't bring baby home until we signed papers with the baby's name on it. She was born in Peoria so we go back and go into this room where there are tons of babies lined up (sort of like they are at the hospital) but there wasn't any glass between you and the babies and the last name is on the end of the little bed written in marker and taped on. We tell them we are there for our baby and they hand me this probably about 2 year old. I'm like, uh...my baby is 3 days old! This is NOT our baby. The toddler was carrying on a conversation with us. They looked at all of the babies lined up and could not find our baby. Then I think I said it was a boy. Finally they found the baby. Our name tag had to be folded over since it was longer than the width of the bed which made finding her harder. I know there were some other odd parts but I won't go on!
WHAT? How weird!! Obviously it's on my mind that the due date is fastly approaching. Not that I have any reason to think I'd deliver early, it still freaks me out to not have things ready. I told Travis tonight that my goal is to have the nursery done by spring break, which he said---'Oh, no problem! It will be done way before that.' So---we'll see!! :) I'd like to at least have the crib put together and then the rest should easy. :)
