A few nights ago I dreamt that I gave birth to a fish. A big, pink, hairy fish with a green mustache and green patches over its body. I put the fish/baby in water, but then realized that it couldn't breath because it was, erm, "human," so I pulled it out of the bowl of water.
With Jacob, I had different versions of the same dream: I forget to feed/care for the baby for days on end and it shrivels up like a raisin. This time around, evidently my subconscious is satisfied with my caretaking skills, so all bets are off. Does this mean I'm having a girl?
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