GLORIA?

I've had a few baby dreams, but none so vivid as the one I remembered when I woke this morning.

We had had our baby, a girl, and she was called Gloria. (This is NOT the girl's name we have picked! Honest!). I was walking around, singing the Van Morrison song of the same name ('Gee-ell-oo-or-aye-EH!'). My mum (I think) was there, and as we lay Gloria into the Moses Basket, she disappeared. We looked under the matress, and I looked under the bed and in our chest of drawers (right at the back, just to be sure). I was getting a bit stressed about losing a little baby, as you would.

Anyway, we found her again, and next thing we were at Max's mum's house. Sue (Max's mum) had bought Nige a big, Harley Davidson chopper, and he rode off with loads of hells angels. (I could have left this bit out, but I know Sue and Nige will really like it!).

I was showing Gloria(!) to people, in her car seat thing, and I lifted her out and dropped her! More of a fumble than a drop, but she slipped to the floor and I quickly picked her up again.

So, what would Freud make of all that! Methinks a little (not so) subconcious fear that I'm not capable of looking after a little baby....

And will it be a girl? Will I suddenly talk Max into using Gloria? Answers on a comment card please....