The Dream...

I'm now in my thirties, maybe, I don't know. All I know is that I am pregnant with Olli's forth kid. I love kids, but this is going to be the last one. I can't keep up with twins and the child that's a year and a half older than them. This new baby is a baby girl. I should be going into labor soon. Olli is now in his thirties as well, maybe he is, I don't know anymore. I don't know how old we are or how old the kids are. My mind is a blank. I feel like I have amnesia. I can't remember anything. I get out of bed slowly and walk down the stairs to see Olli. I guess we are married now. Our marriage license is hanging up in the living room in the most beautiful picture frame I have ever seen. Olli is feeding the kids pancakes and sausage for breakfast with orange juice. I can't believe how good he is with kids. He really does love them. I take a seat at the table and Olli kisses the top of my head. It's getting hard for me to move. This baby is driving me nuts. I wish I could get this pregnancy done and over with. Ever since I could go into labor at any minute, Olli hasn't left my side. He's taking some time off from hockey and the Pens don't mind. They are happy he's going to have another kid.

Real Life...
I awake by Olli accidentally kicking me. He is an active sleeper. I want to finish that dream. I wonder how Olli would be as a dad and I wonder the same thing about me being a mom. I think we would be great parents. No parent is perfect. Anyways, I end my thoughts right there and roll over to go back to sleep.

Dream #2 (Right after their "special" night)
I roll out of bed to take a shower. Olli is asleep. He fell asleep very fast. I grab a towel and head to the bathroom. It's always a good idea to shower after sex to prevent a UTI. Those things are a pain. Being a girl, I get them constantly. I turn on the shower and wait for it to get warm. I love warm showers. I can never take cold showers. I have always wondered when I would be a mom. I want Olli to be a dad. I really love and care about him that he deserves nothing but respect, love and courage. I cheer for him at every game and make sure I support the whole team by wearing black and gold. The other wives and girlfriends of the players have really come to respect me. They are like another family to me.

***

A few hours later, I wake up to find Olli downstairs making breakfast for all the kids. He loves those children, even though they are Patric's. I have been feeling awkward all morning. I don't know what's going on with me. Maybe I just feel weird from what happened last night. Maybe I am just nervous to face Olli.

2 weeks later...
I have been puking for a few days now. Maybe that weird feeling I got a few weeks ago was just me getting sick. I have spent most of the day near or in the bathroom and Olli has been bringing me soup and ginger ale. He has been such a sweetheart. My stomach doesn't really feel horrible, I just can't get up without feeling sick. Olli carried me to the car so that we can go to a doctor. He did call the local doctor first so that we can get a last minute appointment. I hate the doctor, but I just really want to know what's wrong with me. Knowing is better than not knowing, right?
It took the doctor only a few minutes to figure out what was going on. He said the words I have wanted to hear, but not right now.
"You're pregnant," says the doctor and me and Olli just look at him with blank looks. We are surprised as hell.

Real Life...
I wake up from that dream. Olli is downstairs fixing the kids breakfast. That dream was all too real. Am I going to end up pregnant?

Notes

I hope this was good. I tried the best I could in the little time that I had. I hope you enjoy!