Does it come with a shake?

"I had another dream last night. It was short and very simple, and I'm thinking not very realistic . . .

Ross and I are at the hospital ready to deliver BITB. There is no pain (don't know if I have drugs because I can fully move my body but there is no pain). I'm told to just let my body do the work and when I feel pressure to call in the doctor because it's time to push.

I guess I feel pressure so we call the doctor in.

Now in the dream I, the dreamer Clare, becomes a nurse at the foot of the bed, while Ross is holding my, the in-labor-Clare, hand.

Labor Clare pushes once, ONCE!, and out comes the baby. Nurse Clare helps deliver the baby, who is very clean and perfectly formed and about 11 pounds, and places her (it's a girl) on Labor Clare's chest. We all marvel at how big she is.

I then become Labor Clare, gaze lovingly at my new daughter, amazed at how perfectly formed she is, how clean, how big . . . Ross and I are thrilled but aren't crying at all like we did with Jackson. I wonder if we should be more emotional . . . I wonder what time I delivered our daughter . . .

I try to ask Ross what time it is, I can't read the clock on the wall, and he is talking with the doctor about something exciting. When I finally get Ross's attention he brushes my question aside saying that the doctor told him that even though doctors say you shouldn't eat right after delivery, in reality you can eat anything now that the baby is out.

The doctor said that I can have all the water I want and that we can even go to McDonald's! Ross is super thrilled about this and is glowing more about the fact that I can eat burgers and fries than the fact that we just had a girl.

I look at our baby and think, 'guess we should name you now . . . .mmmm, McDonald's.'


That's a realistic dream right?"
--Clare