And they keep on comin’

I dreamt about you again.

I could feel you inside me.

I dreamt about the passion that created you,

and the joy on your daddy’s face.

I dreamt that I was in a locker room bathroom peeing on a stick, and how quickly those two lines appeared.

I dreamt that my dear friend Melinda was there to catch me when I collapsed in disbelief,  because who else would be?

I could feel your kicks inside of me, unsure if you were a Samuel or a Kiva.

I felt so warm, and right, and peaceful.

And then I dreamt about aliens and a giant spaceship, because I’ve been watching too much Babylon 5 with your daddy.

And when do you think reality will catch up?

With the dream about you, I mean, because Babylon 5 is at least a few hundred years away.

I know that YOU aren’t.

Shall we meet again tonight?

Love always,

Your mommy.