Last night, I dreamed I had the baby and it was a boy. After he was born, I held him up to my breast in case he was hungry (it's a lot of work being born). He glommed right onto my nipple, but I knew he wasn't attached the right way, so we pulled him off and tried again. After several attempts, he got attached right and started nursing.
There was nothing definitively gender-specific about this dream except that I knew he was a boy. I think this dream was brought about by the discussion we had with the Dr yesterday about gender dreams.
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