Happy birthday Trish!
You are the fourth person I know who has a birthday today! Hope you're being spoilt rotten. When do the boys come home?

I have been having intense dreams since being pg. Last night just before midnight I had the craziest yet. I dreamt that I wasn't actually carrying our baby - a brown fluffy cat had been implanted with our IVF embryo instead and was being an incubator. This seemed completely rational in my dream. In my dream I suddenly realised the cat hadn't come home yet. (I'd let the cat out sometime during the afternoon.) So I got up (literally) and went to look for the cat in the living room. I was stumbling around in the living room desperately trying to find the cat when DH asked me what on earth I was doing. I tried to explain that the (brown) cat wasn't home and had our baby and that I was VERY worried. He thought I meant our real cat (Oliver - see avatar) and said "he's in his bed, it's ok". Then he asked me if I was awake. I was very jumbled up. I slowly started to put reality back together again but it took ages before I could calm down and work out I had a natural pregancy and no cat and no IVF was involved.

I've never sleep walked before - I don't particularly want to start now. What a nightmare. This morning DH thinks it is a great joke and has been teasing me about the brown incubator cat. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

Are weird dreams par for the course?