Since I was pregnant with Elyse, my dreams were scarily accurate. I knew down to the ounce how much she was going to weigh and exactly what she was going to look like. Since then my dreams have been pretty spot on. Kinda freaky, but true.
I've been set on one and done. This kid thing is tough. I love my daughter more than life itself and I can't imagine splitting my attention between 2. Well someone said something to me that made me rethink this. She said you'll never regret having a baby, but you'll regret not having one. So that led me to go back to our original plan of 2, but only when Elyse was 4 or 5.
Well the past 2 nights I've had the same dream. Very vivid to where I can tell you every single detail. We had a baby boy via scheduled c-section (mandatory unfortunately, although when the time comes, I'll beg to try for a VBAC) on Nov 14 2012. That's extremely strange that we would pick that date seeing as it's Brandon's birth date. And he weighed 7lbs 2oz and was 19".
Now I'm still at the thinking that I don't even want to think about another one until she is a lot older considering the complications of my last pregnancy, but who knows, I guess we will see next year if this is a dream that turns out to be true=)