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Thursday, March 15, 2012

Bizarre Dreams

Since becoming pregnant my dreams are vivid and absolutely out there. I usually don't remember much detail, other than they seem to be so real that I wake up questioning where I am.

Tonight is no exception. I'm enjoying my nice hotel bed - 2nd best bed in the world is the Renaissance Bed! - and I jolt awake. My awake mind can't believe what my asleep mind is thinking.

My dream - in a nutshell - I'm a childcare provider and I am horrible! From what I can remember, I was watching about six infants and I have them all laid out on the floor, getting ready to change diapers and clothes and feed them. I stack them on each other (really?!?!) in order of their papers (huh?) and take one from the bottom of the stack. Did I mention that they are face down? The entire "day" goes by and not one baby has been changed, clothed or fed. Dan walks into the room and I freak out looking for my cell phone. He finds it and I have a text from my BFF asking me what number she can call me at. Instead of texting back, I decided to drive to her office, which is just over the hill, leaving the babies in the stack on the floor. I go to her office, where she proceeds to tell me some gossip about work (which also happens in my real life) and I get irritated and then say I need to head back to the babies because "that's how great of a mom I am". I race down the hill to get back to my office, which is weird because I was pretty sure I was working at a home daycare, and solicit the help of one of my managers. All the babies are now on their backs, no longer in a stack, and one keeps asking to eat. I forced myself awake before the parents came to pick up and realize I was a horrible provider.

What the hell is this?!!? I mentioned daycare to a friend today, maybe that's why it was in my dream? But how could I fail at taking care of them? I'm such a nurturer that I would never in a million years think I would do something like that. I'm seriously bothered by it.

On another note, I'm starting to feel boy now. I refer to this little one as him or he. I really don't feel girl. Wonder if it's just because I know my dad wants a boy in the family and I know Dan's parents would love to have a grandson that they can be a part of. Whatever the reason, my guess is boy.

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