Dream a little dream of me...

He once said to me “If we would get everything what we want we wouldn't have anything left for dreaming”. Dreaming is nice, there’s always place for dreaming, true. But is also nice to get what you want, to be honest.

I love dreaming, about my future, about extreme situations that hardly will ever come true, but hey, as long as I can imagine them… Everything is possible in this little head of mine.

I can’t really say if I once dreamt about me being a mom, I might have. Know I imagine our baby girl. I dream of the things we’ll do together, the places we’ll visit and how nice it will be to feel her tiny arms around me. Mmmmm

I never dreamt of us, being a "happy ever after couple", you know sort of

But I guess we’ll do just fine. What else could I ask for? Well, that’s a tricky question members of the jury, of course I could ask for many things. But so far, I just want things to go as smooth and nicely as they do now.

Yesterday it was belly dancing for pregnant women. First time. Plenty of “panza mujeres” and me shaking our hips and butts, up and down, round and round. It turned out to be a great experience, lost of laughs and good vibrations. I took my mom with me, she’s visiting this week. It was fun. A pity I don’t speak better Czech, but still sometimes the language is not such a big barrier.

My tummy is getting huge and is not always very easy to get use to it, but its feels great. I still haven’t felt the baby moving, or maybe I have but I’m not sure. I feel so many things at the moment. I love being a “panza mujer”.

The pic is from Arthur de pins, check his site, he has interesting stuff.