I had a dream about a month ago that has stuck with me.
In my dream it was a gorgeous September day, I had doors and windows open, the sun was shining bright & warm. My daughter was napping in our room and I was in the living room. I was in very active labour and had called my husband & doula, telling them both to get here now because things were progressing very quickly! I was leaning against the doorway from our living room to a short hallway where the bathroom and bedrooms are. Suddenly I felt the urge to push and I thought, shit I'm doing this on my own. Okay well keep your wits, no time to panic. I started pushing and a few dream pushes later out popped a big, beautiful, healthy little boy! He was smiling and seemed so peaceful. he didn't even cry! Minutes later my doula & husband come in to find me sitting on towels n the ground, little boy snuggled against me with a blanket covering us.
I just found out we are having a boy so now I'm like OMG! what that dream was a premonition!" I told my midwife about it and she said, "Well you obviously didn't need a hospital anyway and you don't need to cut the cord. If it happens just keep yourselves warm!"