Dreaming

I know I'm sick when I wake up multiple times in the night, thirsty and able to remember my dreams.  I had quite a few last night, not the least of which featured me....with a son.  It was the typical dream-like timeline wherein large sections of events are either skipped (or more likely forgotten) but in this particular dream, I had a baby boy.  Of course the next part of the dream I remember, I had a toddler boy.  Either way, he was adorable and I vividly remember holding him in my arms as I walked down some front steps and through a yard, holding him on my hip and speaking to him like a little dog, "who is the cutest little boy?!" watching his straight, fine brown bowl-cut hair flip as he shook his head with a big, giggly smile.

It's the first day of my 30th birthmonth, and I think my clock just ticked for the first time.

In more appropriate news, I'm working on my costume for Convergence!