I used to blog my series of dreams in the past. Now, perhaps, I can continue doing it, at least I could remember what happened.
Yesterday, my colleague allowed me to feel the baby kicking in her stomach.
Last night, it's just so weird that I dreamt about keeping my baby in my laptop bag and the size is just about 3 inches. I called up the barber shop for a hair cut appointment (which happens to be the VP in my dept) and I brought to a lady.. She blew the baby in one blow and the baby bloated up into a normal sized baby. :o
I carried it along. I become a single mum in my dreams. There is no father.