Dreams

I just woke up a few mins ago.  I had a strange dream about the baby.  I dreamed that NOTHING went right on the day we brought him home.  I want all brand new stuff for the baby, and he was in an old, yucky, dirty, used car seat.  Ron was in a rush to get home, he didn't even bother letting me buckle the little guy in.  So while Ron was driving, I was trying to hold my son, lean into the back seat, buckle the carseat in, hide the fact that my son wasn't in a car seat from the cops that Ron kept speeding by all while he was annoyed that I was making such a big deal about the car seat.  The baby wasn't dressed all pretty to come home, he was in a used, stained onesie.  Now for anyone that knows me, I'm so anal that NONE of this would happen.  My older kids are never yucky, clothes worn once and stained are never worn again, etc.  So no...I would never THINK of starting to do that stuff on his first day home.  It was very weird.  The one thing I do remember though is that he was so soft and chubby.  He was quiet and not fussing at all with all the commotion going on.  It was like he was content just being there.  So...does that mean I'm actually going to have a hyper crazy little animal?? LOL  Who cares!?! I'm having my miracle baby.  I love it!  We just have to work on Ron a bit I guess...LOL