Last night I had a wild nightmare. It must’ve been a subconscious reaction to my gloating about how independent my kids are now. Or maybe it was my social conscience telling me there was more work to be done. Or maybe it was my good sense kicking in to give me a subtle reminder not to do anything crazy.
I dreamed I adopted babies. Not one baby. Babies. Triplets. A girl and two boys.
In my dream, I go through the adoption process to arrive at the moment the adoption counselor is going to present me with the baby I’ve been waiting for. But when they bring her out, it turns out she’s part of a set – of triplets. They explain it’s a package deal only. So I say Yes.
I bring these babies home, and I realize I can’t tell the boys apart, so I resort to putting initials on their feet in Sharpie so I can remember who’s who. The girl’s easy to identify, because she has blond hair and green eyes and looks just like me. Just about the time we’re ready to announce to the world what we’ve done, Mr. Wonderful wakes me up. Thank God. Because my dream mother-in-law would’ve dropped dead on the spot if we’d told her we got more kids.
So to those of you who can interpret dreams, have a field day with this one. I’m obviously no longer capable of taking care of babies who don’t come with labels. And I’m obviously afraid of shocking my mother-in-law. And my husband has really good timing.
All I know is, I’m sticking to my story that I’m glad my kids aren’t little anymore. And I’m glad I can tell them apart.
Absolutely, terrifyingly funny!
Terrifying, indeed! I can’t shake the image of those babies with Sharpie initials on their feet.
I laughed all the way through this one!!!!
Everyone thinks it’s funny except my MIL.
All I can say is…You are so funny….even your dreams are funny!!!
Hysterical. Three babies. (Shudder.)
Sarah turned 13, take her. Really. Just be kind with how you label her.
I would have to label her “adorable.” But then, I don’t live with her.
You can borrow mine for a few years. Just kidding you know she wouldn’t go for it.
LOL! Maybe just for a week or two. I could show her around the French Quarter.