I had my fourth baby dream last night. I dreamed that Rob and I had to sing at a church right after the baby was born. My mom was still here, so the four of us went to the church. I don’t remember actually singing or anything, but I remember standing at the coat rack trying to find my coat, holding the baby. It was a girl. I saw her face clear as day. She was wearing a bright pink outfit and was wrapped in a kiwi green receiving blanket.
So now, I’ve had two dreams for each gender. How very uninformative!