(WEIRD kind of emotional dream so don't read if you don't want to...just had to post somewhere)
Had a dream last night that I lost the baby. :( Someone told me the heartbeat had just stopped and I was so devastated. Which I find kind of interesting b/c I find my attachment (so far) with this little one isn't as strong a with my first two. Anyhow, I was searching for my husband in a hospital and when I found him I just told him that the heartbeat had stopped and we had to get the baby out. He was really supportive at this point, and we walked around until we found someone that could help. Then they did this quick check to see if the baby was coming out on his/her own and it was. So my DH saw the cord and just started to pull at it (this is where I got mad at him, who the hell pulls on the amniotic cord to get a baby out?). And I could feel the baby coming out (didn't hurt, just felt as though someone was pulling away a layer of me inside) and out popped a little boy. We knew it was a boy b/c it, while still in the amniotic sac, had these little blue sneakers on. (yeah, that was weird...and kind of funny thinking about it now...can you imagine a pair of blue Converse on your baby while they are being born?)
At this point I just woke up and just couldn't get back to sleep. It was so strange. But real at the same time. Thank God I felt the baby's movement all morning cause it reassured me that all is good. I'm 17 weeks right now and I just remember thinking in the dream "why is this happening now? why wait until 17 weeks after all the nausea and all the differences in my body...why?"
Anyhow, sorry to be such a downer. But just such a strange dream and so emotional.