Bizarre Pregnancy Dreams

Do you remember Broom-Hilda? For some reason, I did.

Early on in the pregnancy before the nausea had even had the chance to set in, I began having bizarre dreams, much like the ones that I have experienced during my other pregnancies.

I told Mike and the boys about one of my strange dreams while we were looking at paint colors in Lowe's one Saturday afternoon. I explained how in the dream, I went to call for Adam and he looked at me with wide eyes and said with and injured tone in his voice:

"Mom, my name isn't Adam...it's LeShawn."

In the dream I remember feeling terrible guilt that I would have forgotten my own child's name.
I answered back to him, "I thought your name was Adam."

He started tearing up in the dream and said, "No, Mom...my name is LeShawn...you spell it capital L, little e, capital S, little h, little a, little w, little n. LeShawn."

Then, during the dream I turned to Mike and said, pointing to Adam, "I thought we named that one Adam..." (Notice how even in my sub-conscious mind I am a stellar mother...pointing to my son and referring to him as, "that one". Nice.)

Mike answered back to me with an extreme look of concern on his face, "Uh....no honey, he has always been LeShawn."

I don't remember how the dream ended but I specifically remember feeling extreme Mother Guilt that I didn't remember, my sweet Adam's LeShawn's name. (Someone, please grant me clemency from my Mother Guilt...even while in dream state.)

So, that Saturday morning in Lowe's when I was newly pregnant, I shared my silly dream with my family. Next thing I know Evan is teasing Adam...

Evan: "Hey, LeShawn...your name is LeShawn."

Adam protested loudly, "Don't call me that, my name is ADAM!!"

Evan: "No, your name is LeShawn. Don't you like your name LeShawn?"

I quickly broke it up by telling Adam if Evan called him, "LeShawn" he could call him, "Broom-Hilda". Don't ask...it was the first thing that came to mind. I remember reading the comic Broom-Hilda in the paper when I was much younger. Who knows why I drew on my comic reading memories to come up with a comeback for Adam.

I doubt that was even proper parenting on my part...to give one child a name to tease the other child with.

So...Michael, Brian and I spent the next 30 minutes or so, trying to pick up various supplies in Lowe's while listening to Evan and Adam banter back and forth as they called each other, "LeShawn" and "Broom-Hilda", respectively.

My wonderful sons, Broom-Hilda and LeShawn, on their way to see the Hokies play in Charlotte, North Carolina, on August 30th, 2008. Broom-Hilda (11 years and 1 month old) and LeShawn (8 years and 1 month old)

Editorial Note: Don't worry...the pregnancy has not made me totally loopy...

Yet...

(although, after reading this random post you may have your share of doubts)

As of now, though...I have no plans to name the baby, Broom-Hilda if it is a girl or LeShawn if it is a boy. Not that there is anything wrong with either of those names.

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