I have a boy : )

Last night I had a 'real' dream, you know, one of those dreams that seem more real than reality itself!

I dreamt that my husband & I had a son, a cute baby boy, between 1-2 years of age. The three of us have gone for a holiday, somewhere in Europe and now are at the airport to come back home.

In all the hustle bustle & luggage & noise, my son poops in his pants, so I am forced to take him to the washroom to get cleaned up. Luckily, I don't have to dirty my hands, there's an ayay to do the dirty deed. While she is changing him, my son slaps her on her face. I pull his hands away, so that she won't get mad and slap him back.

Finally we are done and are at the check-in counter, there's two hours to go before the plane takes off. But the damm flight staff wont let us onto the flight as they insist check-in time is strictly 2.5 hrs before the flight time. My husband & I are arguing with him, but he refuses to budge, just tells us to take the next flight tomorrow morning.

I take charge, send my husband away to stand with my son & the luggage, so that I can convince the flight ground staff on a personal note. I tear up, as I talk about how difficult it is to travel with kids, I tell him "I am sure you have kids so you would know what it is like." Finally he consents & allows us to board the flight...

As I wake up from this dream, I wonder what it means, is my body clock sending me a message???