I have a dream...

I had a dream actually.

I think having strange dreams about the birth of your child must come with the territory of being pregnant, because I still remember a dream my mom told me about when she was pregnant with Kevin. She dreamed she gave birth to a baby that was fully dressed and talking to her. Now I guess it's my turn to have weird dreams.

I dreamed Josh and I were at the hospital, and we had just had our baby, and they brought it to us, but the baby they brought us wasn't our baby. We knew it was the wrong one because it had teeth--but not just any teeth. It had a full set of adult teeth. We tried to explain to the doctors that it wasn't our baby because it had teeth, but all they said was, "well, even if it isn't yours, it would take months to switch the babies back." So, we were stuck with it.

I'm pretty sure that the image of an infant with a mouth full of ferocious chompers will haunt me for a while.

That's My Baby!

This is the official announcement: Josh and I are going to be parents! This is little Baby Krebs's first picture. If you have a well-trained eye, you can not only see the head, but also little arms and legs too. Baby Krebs gave a very good performance for the camera by waving its arms and legs alot. Our first child (it's weird to put that in writing) is due into the world on (or around) May 25.

And to answer the questions that you and I both know you're going to ask...
1) I'm feeling alright. Thankfully, I have not thrown up at all, but I'm still nauseous, and I don't just love eating, which is kind of a bummer.
2) We haven't met our doctor yet, but everyone we've come into contact with at Vanderbilt (which is where we're having the baby) has been extremely nice and very professional. If that keeps up we will be in very good hands for the next several months!

Book Recommendation

I remember when I used to enjoy reading sad books and watching sad movies. Now I think, "If I am going to take some of my precious free time and spend it reading or watching a movie, why would I want to watch something that is going to depress me?" That's why I refuse to watch the movie Atonement, because the thought of watching a train wreck--good drama or not--doesn't sound that appealing. The problem is, for those of us who like happy endings, it gets very difficult to find good books to read these days. Apparently, sad endings are the only things that get published anymore. If you want a book that will make you smile you're reduced to ChickLit (although some of it is good, it gets tiring after a while) or kids books (and kids books are great, but it is nice to have something to read that's longer than 20 pages).

However, in a literary world full of death and despair, I recently managed to find a book that is both well-written and uplifting. The book is called Welcome to the World, Baby Girl! by Fannie Flagg. I'm sure I'm probably one of the last people to read this book, as Flagg is not a new author, and this book was published 10 years ago. But, if you are like me and you've passed over this book in the bookstore over and over again thinking "I should read that book, it looks good" well, you should read it. It comes in a handy thrift edition for less than ten dollars, and it's worth it. Flagg is a great writer, and the story has plenty of conflict and suspense, but this book also has a nice, sweet ending that will make you feel good about life.

Now, doesn't that sound better than watching a train wreck?

Lessons Learned at the Flea Market

I am a baby flea market shopper...we went last Saturday, and I had NO IDEA what I was getting myself into. Yes, it was a very educational experience.
Lesson one: make sure you're dressed for the weather. Wearing jeans when it's 90 degrees out does not make a happy shopper.
Lesson two: Eat lunch before you go, or arrive early in the morning, and eat early. Josh stood in line for twenty minutes just to buy me one hotdog (it was an excellent hot dog though...hmm, now I want another one).
Lesson three: know what you're looking for. I mean, really know what you're looking for. I had a pretty vague idea, but next time I go, I'm going to walk in there looking for one thing, and that's it.
Lesson four: If you aren't dressed for the weather, didn't eat before you left, and don't know what you're looking for, then make sure you're shopping buddy is very patient and prepared to listen to lots of complaining.
We did have a succesful trip though. Aside from the excellent hotdog (which makes me want to visit James Coney Island) we found a dresser. We found the dresser on our way out to the car, after we had given everything up as junk. It's just like my Mom used to say, "You always find something in the last place you look." So true, Mom.
Was this post boring to you? Go buy me a polish hot dog and cheese fries (with hot sauce on top!) and I'll try to be more interesting next time.
Here's a picture of our dresser (it's blue right now, but it's getting repainted. We're not blue people.)