Dream a little dream of me

For the first time in my life, I had a baby dream. Perhaps it's odd that I've never had one previously. But just the other night, I had a lovely dream where I was home, there was a baby in a crib in our nursery, and I went in during the night to see if the baby was breathing while it slept. I put my hand in front of its glorious little nose but yet could not feel its breath. As I leaned in to check for breathing, that baby opened its beautiful eyes and looked at me and I knew it was alive, that I was its mother, and that it was the most wonderful feeling I'd ever had. You can believe that--upon awakening--I'd never wished more in my life for a dream to be a deja vu...hopefully foreshadowing what's to come in a little more than 16 weeks.