Just before I awoke to my alarm at 6:40 a.m. yesterday, I was dreaming about my friend, D. In my dream - an incredibly clear dream - a pregnant D went into labor and had her first child.
...Now, I must mention that D was, in fact, pregnant and due January 8. I must also mention, though, that I have not really talked to her since her baby shower in November or do not remember thinking of her or talking about the baby in the past little while (not in a mean, uncaring way!)...
Anyway, I called her after work yesterday to let her know about my dream. She didn't answer, so I left a message. Notorious for not having my phone on me, I didn't answer when my phone rang. It registered a missed call at 9:40 p.m. from "D's cell."
Turns out, it was "D's cell" that had called but it wasn't D at all. It was her mom calling me to tell me that D had her baby - a baby boy named Brody Steven. (Woohoo!)
I talked to D today. She said she went into labor at about 5:30 - 6:30 a.m. that morning - about the same exact time I was dreaming about her in labor. Weird.
Aren't dreams amazing?
Congratulations D and J!!! I can't wait to meet your new addition!