Right before I took the pregnancy test that revealed I was pregnant with my son, I had the strangest feeling that I was pregnant, and I wasn't even "late" yet. That night, I curled up to sleep with my hand on my stomach. Drifting off into dreamland, I remember finding that odd. When I finally did get to sleep, I had the strangest dream. I had a dream that me and the father of my child were walking around a cemetary looking for graves together. I begged him not to leave me, because I was scared to die alone. He promised and assured me that he would never leave me alone when I needed him the most. The dream skipped foward, and I was alone looking for a grave. I remember how terrified I was. About a week after I had that dream, I found out I was pregnant. The father assured me that he would be there for me. He skipped town when I was 5 1/2 months preggers, and got back when my son was nearly two months old. I felt the dream had a bit of a prophetic quality about it.
TheLittleOne: I just have to say, though a bit off topic, I LOVE your picture!! Super Troopers is one of my most favorite movies ever. I am in love with Thorny... lol.
