Don't give candy to a baby

The other night Jared and I both didn't feel very good so we went to bed around 9:30.  I woke up around 3 am to Jared snoring.  This man really doesn't snore, so I knew he was congested, but I was tired and was having a hard time feeling sympathetic.  I made him turn over and face the other direction so he at least wasn't snoring in my face anymore and then laid in bed for the next 30 minutes seriously contemplating moving to the couch.

Then I had 2 dreams.

Dream #1

Our babies were probably a couple of months old and I was trying to find a mothers lounge of some sort so I could change their diapers.  I found one, but there was no changing table anywhere to be found.  Just a TON of beds.  So I thought "screw it" and laid one of the babies down on a bed to change their diaper.  Some lady comes over and freaks out on me telling me that I have to use a changing table.

Sigh.

So I go around and around, this place is freaking huge, and there is no changing table to be found.  So I found a bed that was in a corner that the lady couldn't see and starting changing the baby.

Then I realized that I hadn't changed the baby for like 3 days.

And THEN I realized I hadn't FED the baby for a couple of days.

I felt like the most terrible mother ever.

I felt like I was completely inadequate for the task of raising one baby let alone two.

Dream #2

Jared and I had just brought our babies home from the hospital.

I don't remember what I was doing, but when I turned back around Jared had given a piece of chocolate candy bar to our little girl 

{I wonder if that's a sign, lol}

I freaked out and yelled at him that you don't give candy to babies.  Especially brand new babies and what the heck was he thinking?!  I took the candy from her and she immediately started to cry.  Jared was all, "See? She likes it."  Sighhhhhhhhhhh.

When I woke up I was all ticked off and I told Jared he'd better not give our kids chocolate until they were older.  He just laughed at me and was all, so I guess you dreamed about that last night?

Sometimes my dreams are too realistic.

I'm 7 weeks down and already stressing about silly things that won't even happen... I need to breathe.