So I have been dreaming a lot lately. normally I don't remember my dreams unless I have been very stressed out, and work is really stressing me out lately, but I can't write about that here...

anyway, I used to talk out loud, full on conversations, or so Elizabeth says, she could always figure out what was really bothering me, but she says I have not talked in my sleep for a long time, but man have I been dreaming.

I have had a dream that has occurred twice now, and it has been the scariest dream I have had in quite some time.

I am home watching the kids (again, because Elizabeth has no shortage if "things" that she has planned), well Emerson needs his diaper changed (again, because this kid is like a poop factory! If human guano was worth as much as bat guano, I would not have to worry about my house being worth as much as the contents if the diaper i am about to change... People think we are lazy for not putting clothes on the kid, but what is the point?! he spends 50% of the time with them off because we have to change his diaper every hour, and the other 50% of the time we have to change his pants because he has blown a diaper gasket and he needs a clean pair)

Anyway, back to the dream... so here I am starting to change Emerson, I wrestle him down and get him still for a minute and take his diaper off, and all off the sudden it is like the beginning of the twilight zone, the world is spinning! The kid has no penis! it was here an hour ago! where did it go! what has taken it's place is not supposed to be there, I can't quite decide what it is... and then... BAM! the realization hits me, It is girl parts! what the heck am I supposed to do! I have had five boys, I know how to clean the bum of a baby boy, but whoa, hold on here, what do I do with that!

I am freaking out, it is like I have never seen girl parts before, I am panicked and calling for Buff, but she is not there, and I look down at Emerson and it's not Emerson....

And then I wake up. All freaked out, and it takes me a minute to gather my senses, I am at home, in my bed, Preston has taken up his position crammed in between Elizabeth and I, and Willian has snuck in and is lying across my feet,

things are normal, I reach out to touch Elizabeth and there is that pregnant belly, and I smile, because I know that my baby girl is coming!

I know most of you are like, what? stop freakin out, and when i am not asleep, i don't feel like it is stressing me out... but apparently it is....