Dreaming Daddy

Seeing as I don't seem to fall asleep for long enough to have dreams lately, my husband seems to be making up for it. Last night he had a dream that I started going into labour and we didn't have enough time to get to the hospital so he had to deliver the baby himself on our living room floor. I was apparently very calm and non-nonchalant about the whole thing, and didn't even want to go to the hospital to get everything checked out afterwards (LOL, not like me at all!).

Baby Silver was small but very healthy and within minutes of the birth stood up on his legs and walked just like a fawn does. Yes, my husband definitely said it was a boy and we even picked the name right away (something we've been having a hard time coming up with).

My husband is out of town today, so it's probably on his mind that he doesn't want to miss the birth. As for the other part, I hope it just means an easy labour, a healthy active baby, a short hospital stay is in our near future, and our child won't go nameless.