Somewhere in my travels I've heard of pregnancy dreams before, but now I am definitely experiencing them firsthand. I've read a lot women having scary dreams of something happening to the baby or other anxiety-inducing nightmares. Me on the other hand? I am dreaming about food.
I had one of those weird "dream within a dream" situations last night. In my dream I was going to yoga, but for some reason I got there way before the class started so my instructor was like, "Hmmmm you're a bit early.", so I decided to go to Dunkin Donuts, or so Dream Andrea thought. Cut to me in Dunks staring up at a giant wall of donuts, displaying practically every kind of donut known to man. I couldn't decide. Chocolate frosted with sprinkles? New Oreo donut? Good ol' glazed? Flash to me in my car waking up and seeing that the time was 2:30, meaning I missed my dream yoga class because I was dreaming about donuts. I drove back to the studio even though this class had been over for hours. When the instructor asked what happened to me I said, "I don't know. I fell asleep in my car in the parking lot and was dreaming about not being able to decide on what donut I wanted at Dunkin Donuts. And by the way, I'm pregnant."
No kidding.
What I'd really like to dream about next is drinking a bottle of pinot noir, because to be honest kids, I do miss it from time to time.
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