I was in my family room in the basement (where I spend most of my time) and I turned my office into his nursery. My mother put him down to sleep, but I wanted to see him and went in. He was in his crib just rolling around smiling. I laughed and couldn't resist picking him up and then I had to change his diaper. He started with the kiddie chatter saying "ba ba." I replied say "ma ma." He laughed and we went back and forth until I woke up.
Am I going to have these dreams of babies, until Baby I or Baby Boy come home, for the next year or so? Nesting or heart-rending?