It’s not totally abnormal for me to have baby dreams. In fact, I have them quite often. Usually they are about me being pregnant and giving birth to twins and being completely overwhelmed by it. I assume I have these dreams due to my large family. I think it’s natural to worry about your children, if you’re doing enough for them, if you’re raising them to be good people, if they will have good futures, etc. so these worries come out in my dreams.

Lately I’ve been having really funky baby/pregnant dreams. I’m giving birth to toddlers! They come out walking and talking. There’s always something not quite right about them too, like they know too much for how little they are and we’re (Jack and I) are almost afraid of them. I would wake up feeling rattled and thinking, “what the hell?”.

I had another one last night and it hit me as I woke up this morning. We have teenagers now. Three of them. In November we’ll have FOUR teens. They walk, talk, and they think they know everything. It all makes sense now.

In case you were worried about us having more babies…. don’t. I love babies and I get the baby pangs every once in a while, but we’re happy with our family just the way it is. We won’t be sending out birth announcements until one of our lovely children makes us grandparents. And hopefully not for another 10 years. At least.