I thought they would stop by now.

Not long after we found out that Chelsea was pregnant, I started having dreams that I was pregnant.

Something weird, but normal, I figured. 

I also figured they'd go away once she had Blake.

Well, here we are. 

Blake is 7 1/2 months old, and I'm still having dreams that I'm pregnant.

There's nothing really bizarre about the dreams, except for, ya know, the whole me being pregnant thing.

But yeah, these dreams happen a few times a month.

Sunday night, I was having a baby shower.  I was very pregnant.

I was having a girl! Madison Claire. (Which, we all know, is my favorite girl's name.)

The one weird thing about it, though?

Matt was the father. *headdesk*  Heaven help me.

I just don't get why this is happening.  It's not like I want to get pregnant!  It's not like I'm trying to get pregnant!  And unless I'm the next Virgin Mary, I'm certainly not going to get pregnant any time soon!

Sigh.