omens, portents and dreams

I've been dreaming of babies.

Okay, now that you've fallen off of your chair and reseated yourself, let me explain.

A few weeks back I had a very vivid dream in which my middle kid was watching an infomercial and adopted an Asian child via the television. A beautiful baby girl was delivered to our house and I woke up to find my kid cuddling the infant in the family room. I sputtered about how she would care for the baby when she was at school and she of course said she'd leave the baby to me during the day. To which I answered, think again, little miss. We've all had quite the chuckle over this dream.

Last night I had a dream about two babies...both born prematurely and both abandoned. Very sad, but the babies were being well cared for and while I was not tempted to adopt them, I helped with their care.

Now, I think I can fairly easily conclude that these baby dreams are the result of a few things going on. For one, hubby has a cousin whose wife is studying to be a nurse and she is on facebook a lot chatting about her tour of OB and Peds. Ah hah! One reason...I'm reading about babies and infants almost every day.

If I get more philosophical I could also state that spring is my favorite season, a time of renewal and rebirth, hence the baby theme in my dreams.

I could also tie it into the fact that as my time at the bookstore winds down, I'm about to hand off my 'baby' into someones loving arms and walk away. I will take on some sort of new project and endeavor, but have yet to decide just exactly what that will be.

Okay, I'm not ready to hang out my dream analysis shingle just yet, but I think I have some viable solutions as to why when I close my eyes at night, wee ones are taking center stage.

weekend dead ahead

Friday at last. Not that Fridays hold the same magic for me since I left the 9-5 workforce, but they still contain a bit of sparkle as the hubby will be home and under foot and the kids will be around and we have quite a bit to do on Saturday and Sunday.

Tomorrow the oldest kid and I are hosting a baby shower for her soccer coach. This is Coach Anne's first baby and most likely one of the first 'showers' the team will get to attend. Needless to say, the team manager and I have set out to throw the best shower we can. We have games. We have cake. We have door prizes. It should be fun. We spent a bit of time yesterday in Target buying our gift. Unfortunately for my youngest, he had to tag along. Of course he had question after question as to why we were purchasing all this stuff and what exactly is a shower. I looked at him and said, it is just one of those girl things. He hears this a lot with two sisters and a mom. He understood and set about looking at the variety of baby bottles lining the aisle we were stuck in at that moment.

Which leads me to comment on the new baby stuff on the market. Geez. Amazing. Mostly unneeded.

New mommies should rely on the old mommies expertise in this area. I'm sure a variety of comments will fly tomorrow about baby rearing technology. Which will probably be followed by labor and birthing horror stories. I never contribute to those in the usual way. I just pipe up that I had all three of mine without the epidural and gave birth to whopping 8 and 9 pound kids. See..if I can do it, so can you.

To top off the weekend, my favorite uncle should be arriving from New Mexico at some point. Everyone has an eccentric uncle and he is mine. He's been married multiple times and has just about as many degrees from universities. He is the world's easiest house guest.

Still reading the Plum books. The weekend's activities may slow me down a bit, but that is okay. I should be savoring these babies instead of gulping them down.

Enjoy the weekend.