flip flopping weird dreams

I wonder if this flip-flopping between being fine and then NOT continues till she's born? Is that how this works?

Sometimes I'm better than fine. I'm great. If she's got Down's, that's just not a problem. I'm strong. I'm confident. I'm resourceful. I love kids and I can handle having a kid for life.

Then it goes crash-bang-down and I'm crying and I just don't think I can. There is too much to deal with. I won't be able to. I'm horrible with sickness, I'm not a good mother, how can I think I can do this?

Flip. Flop. Up n' down. Round and round.

Deep breath.

I had another dream the other night. I was pregnant (Mikey says that I'll always be dreaming I'm pregnant because I'll probably want to be pregnant forever - what*ever). And Micah was tagging along with me. I saw a little blonde boy who looked as if he might have Ds - I commented on his obvious cuteness to his brother and his brother said, 'he's nothing to celebrate; he's got down's syndrome'.

I was taken aback. And said, 'oh but, he's so cute! and obviously smart!' . It went on and on, till his mother came over and joined the brother in downgrading any reason to be happy for the boy's existence. The little boy was SMART! He was singing Old MacDonald and was 15 months old, running around. I told him that my boy didn't start walking till he was 15 months old and wasn't even talking much at 20 mths, let along singing a whole song.

They poo-poo'd me. I finally walked away, confused and incredulous that they weren't appreciating their boy.

Weird dream, right?