For the last few months, both my wife and I have consistently dreamed about holding our baby. I would usually go into the symbolism of the dream (a baby is a new idea or project… and by holding it, I’m about ready to start something new… since the mood is nurturing, I’m ready to foster the new idea), but really I think my mind is trying to get a grip on the real baby that is usually on my lap.

It’s a strange dream to wake up with because I always think the pillow in my arms is a baby. I gently cradle the pillow and set it down so that I can get up to use the restroom. It always takes a good 30 seconds to realize the pillow is not actually my baby.

I think this is a strange phenomena of being a parent. Your life changes so suddenly and there are so many new ideas you need to be ready for — like it or not. It’s a lot to take in.

Have other parents had dreams like this?

My apologies: this post is very nerdy.

Haml is a programming markup based on indentation. How far you indent makes a big difference.

Last night I dreamed I lived in a Haml world, which made moving so much easier.

The apartment I lived in was Haml compliant, so it was setup like this:

All I had to do to move from my last place was copy everything under my old bedroom to my new bedroom. Just like that, it was magically unpacked! No fuss! No movers!

If only life were really that simple…