Dream? Who gets to SLEEP when you have a backpack, filled with three or four 2-liter bottles of coke, strapped to your front? If I did have the audacity to fall asleep, my "round ligament" (what the hell is that anyway) woke me with a tree-mendous stab with a kitchen knife.

But other than that, and the hobbitt-sized feet, and the elastic-waisted, flip-flopped, white-trash beauty regimen, pregnancy was teh awesome!

Sleep, pheh.

So where is Chai-Rista, anyway? Did we scare her away too, with too much oogedy-boogedy? I want to know how the puppies-no-more are doing.

Monica, hilarious! And exactly what I dealt with in my last month. I'm happy to be on the post-birth side of things now.

I had some bizarro dreams, one of which was very disturbing but that I can't remember now. I also had a weird waking moment that terrified me, but that I have decided to keep mum on except to Beau.

I think my weirdest dreams from being pregnant with my first were the Tom Cruise dreams - I was clearly very worried about Katie and Suri because I kept dreaming that I needede to rescue them from Crazy Tom. Even Nicole Kidman was featured, trying to help me help Katie.