I know dreams are a part of pregnancy. Maybe I've been so busy that I've even tricked my brain out of those crazy dreams until now. But last night was a whopper...
We had a house that was mostly glass (our same house layout. I'm thinking it was glass because we haven't bought permanent window fixtures yet). And right outside was a mountain. A big one. It was exploding like a volcano- but it had the pasta sauce I used the other night for dinner instead of lava. The kids were asleep in their beds. Anyway, finally the biggest explosion happened and it landed right over our house. Immediately came through the roof and melted the top level, starting to come through the ceiling. David and I took cover under the dining room table until I realized we had to save the kids. Off we went through waist high pasta sauce and fished the kids out of their pasta swimming pools room. Then escaping out a window to relative safety. So bizarre.
Then for nap today guess what I was pregnant with? A dinosaur. At one point (while still in my womb) it reached around and snagged my bottom with it's claws and wouldn't let go. At another point (when it was a bit more babyish and a lot less dinosaurish) it stood up, in my stomach but on my stomach, completely breech... I was able to have David feel every single toe through my overstretched skin.
Oh boy. I'm a bit worried what those things mean about his personality. I guess time will tell! :)
I still have baby dreams. Last night I had a dream that I was a foster mom and the baby got a double ear infection (ears filled with green fluid like cough syrup-Weird) and of course, it was Friday night at 5p.m. and the doctor's office was closed so I had to go to the e.r. as the Sabbath approached. Who can know it. How is your dino-man doing today?
ReplyDeleteMuch less dinosaurish. :) Thanks. :)
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