I Dream of Baby

I’ve always had very vivid dreams.  When I’m stressed or the anxiety and depression are creeping back in the dreams turn to nightmares.  For example during the most anxious part of this pregnancy I kept having a recurring nightmare where I’d be coming home from work to find my precious dog dead.  In different gory ways.  It was horribly disturbing and on the days after having one I would often get off the bus and run home crying afraid that the nightmare would come true.

Thankfully things have gone from bad to weird and now instead of nightmares I have dreams that are, well, weird as shit.

Here are the top three dreams I’m having on a regular basis (with some variation each night I have them).

1)  That Babybean has somehow in the middle of the night just crawled out of me and I wake up to find him nuzzled at my breast drinking his fill of milk.  All alone.  In my bed.  Some may count this as a nightmare but in the dream I find it all perfectly normal and after cleaning him off…go back to sleep.

2)  That I give birth to my little boy except he’s not a little boy he’s a little girl.  So all the stuff I plastered with his name on it needs to be redone.  Not only does he come out a little girl he can apparently talk right out of the womb and informs me that despite his gender he wants to be a little boy.  Confused yet?  Then he/she tells me that he wants his nursery to be decorated in football theme.  See, the gender thing is fine with me (I will love and support my child no matter their “gender preference” and have often lamented the horrible gender stereotyping of baby things) but the real nightmare here is the football theme.  ICK, I say.  Football?  At least make it soccer.  Or hockey.  I am in Canada after all.

3)  That I give birth and everything goes well except that they take the baby from me at the hospital and hide him somewhere.  The nurses then inform me that in order to lose the baby weight I put on I have to walk around the hospital, read the clues they’ve left me on the walls, and find my baby.  That’s right, I’ve just given birth and I’m put through some torturous weight loss scheme at the hospital.  Oh, and when I find a clue sometimes there’s a cupcake attached just to keep my strength up.

Last night there was a super moon out and I always dream heaviest around the full moon.  I had the window shade open so I could bathe in Her lovely light as I drifted off to sleep.  I don’t remember any dreams from last night and actually feel very rested today so perhaps the moon blessed me with a night of darkness and good sleep.

Which means I’m in for it tonight.  Hoo-boy.

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3 thoughts on “I Dream of Baby

  1. Oh man! You’re having a Canadian girl who want’s to be an American boy, who can already talk! (mine said his first words at five weeks, I kid you not! He said “I want” and my friend who witnessed this looked at me and said “you’re in trouble!”
    I don’t remember pregnancy dreams, it was 24 years ago, after all!
    And wasn’t the moon ABSOLUTELY GLORIOUS last night? Going to take pictures tonight!
    Thanks for liking my blog and commenting!

    • NP! I know, crazy dreams right? LOL

      LOVED the moon, took my doggie for a walk so we could stare up at Her last night. 😀 Spitha was less interested in moon gazing and more interested in grass sniffing, but to each their own.

      That does seem early to be talking, though I must say my brother was signing pretty early on too. Till he figured out talking was easier.

  2. Yeah, I didn’t believe that I heard what I heard until my friend confirmed it! And, of course my kid didn’t say another real word until the appropriate age…but, when you think about it, they’ve spent nine months HEARING things from the womb, so…? Who knows!

    Everyone was so upset last night because the moon rose like an hour later than the charts said it was supposed to (on Saturday we all walked down the block to the shore from a party, so, the extra time spent drinking with 20 people and a view of the Seattle skyline was not something to complain about!) When It finally did rise, it was obvious what the delay was: It was BEHIND Mt. Ranier and the Cascades! No wonder it took extra time!

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