I seriously can't get over how perfect my dream was. I just got to my grandparents house and looked at my baby cousin and the entire dream flooded back into my mind- I remembered every detail.
I was 8 months pregnant, my belly was a cute, round bump. Joe was beside me the while time, cuddling my belly and talking to the baby. I really- liked it...
New memories came to me, replacing my former memory when my point of view was beamed to someone else in my dream. I remembered Joe smiling as he felt our baby kick, and then the shock wave hit and everyone else's babies were transformed, hurting them. The baby suddenly moved rapidly and we thought it was being transformed too (meanwhile he just got scared of the shockwave). Joe got nervous and left, "knowing" it was no longer fully ours, as it was an evil mutant death squid like everyone else's (mind that there were other pregnant women in the house, my cousins and other female family members). We were all directed by my oldest cousin to the kitchen chairs where we sat down to give birth. I begged her and told her the baby wasn't due yet, that it wouldn't be healthy if it was born prematurely. She told me that it would hurt and kill me if it stayed in me for any longer. I looked over and saw that one of my cousins had given birth to a snow white, slimy squid (like in prometheus) and it shot black poison out of its mouth as it shrieked like nails on a chalkboard and had spikes on its tentacles. Terrified, I nodded and what seemed like seconds of labor passed so quickly. Before I knew it, my baby was out and was whisked away, I only saw a glimpse of it. In that quick glimpse, I saw a tiny pink foot and heard it cry. I began weeping, devastated (and still somehow convinced that it was an evil squid) that the baby I carried for months was gone and that some deadly mutant replaced it. After a minute or so, my cousin brought the baby back, gently wrapped in a blue blanket. She handed it to me and I looked at a tiny, wrinkly little boy. He was human, perfectly fine. I held him and cried, he looked so much like his father. He had his dark brown hair and some of his birthmarks, including my favorite one on the back of joes ear. I cried and cried, he was so perfect. I immediately knew what to say, out weeping I said shakily "Alex" and he opened his eyes gently, smiling at me with big hazel eyes like mine. I held him close, kissing his forehead. I called joe back in to the room and he refused, he didn't want to see the baby if it was a squid, he didn't want to remember our first child that way. I tried to convince him the baby was okay, I tried to get up but my stomach was in too much pain for some reason. I held Alex and looked at him, unsure of what else to do. He wiggled cutely and cooed. His eyes looked up and he smiled. I turned around and saw joe behind me, holding me and Alex. It was so perfect. It's how I imagine our family in the future.
I cant stop thinking about it. I know I'll have Alex one day. I know I finally found the guy who will be his father. I've had dreams like this before, and in every one, Alex looked the same. I had the dream while i was dating whatever past boyfriend and I wondered why the he didn't look anything like them. The first time I wondered why he had dark hair, when I have light brown and my current boyfriend had blonde. The second time I wondered how he had brown/green eyes when I have light green and my current boyfriend had vibrant blue. It all comes together now. I'm destined to be with Joe and to have Alex. It's one of those crazy premonition dreams, it's gonna happen, I can feel it. As I remember more and more about Alex I crave to meet him sooner. I know I can't get pregnant until I'm out of highschool though. But one day, one day... And I will await that day until it happens.