38 Week Dreams

Baby is right around the corner, but dreams of baby are as elusive as ever.  With Orion I regularly dreamed of him, but that has not been the case this pregnancy at all.  Instead, last night's dream brought a visit from my grandpa:

I was standing in the street of a small town talking with grandpa.  He was dressed in his legion uniform and holding a flag, getting ready to march in a parade.  He said one of his buttons on his uniform was loose and he was worried he was going to lose it, so I told him I would grab something and march behind him so I could pick it up if it fell. He then put his arm around me and started to tell me "did you know, these suckers are paying me to march?  I do it for free all the time!" and giggling like only my grandpa could.  He found it hilarious that they were willing to pay him to walk in the parade.  He was still chuckling to himself when he went to find his place in line.  I walked over to a table that was set up on the side walk and picked up a large glass goblet and a clear vase to carry along with me, and took my place in line a few feet behind grandpa.  Music started behind me, and the parade began to march forward. We marched through the streets, uneventfully as I proudly watched him carry the flag down the street.  This parade progressed into an enormous cathedral style building and my grandpa marched right up to the very front with the flags, so the rest of the parade followed.  When we got to the very front, I found myself walking past grandpa and facing the giant stained glass window that was at the front of the building.  Grandpa paused behind me and I could hear the national anthem begin to play behind me.  It was right then that my grandfather let out a sneeze and the button popped right off his uniform.  It bounced off the stained glass, and with one swift motion, I caught the button in the glass vase I had carried along.  I looked to my right and my mother was staring at me, wide eyed.  We both tried to stifle our giggles as the band played, but I had tears rolling down my face from laughing so hard.  After the anthem was finished, the parade dispersed and I found myself walking among the crowd, trying to see if my friends had witnessed my epic button catch, or if it was something I would only share with my mom and grandpa.

Dreams #8

Yay for more random dreams!

The first dream that I'll share today was a dream that I was a ballerina.  Let me begin by saying that I have never in my life wanted to be a ballerina, so I have no idea where this dream came from, but I was highly entertained by it nonetheless.  My dream was that I had a ballet recital.  It starts with me on stage surrounded by random small children and my dance instructor.  I was 8 months pregnant and wearing a black leotard and a little black tutu.  I pranced across the stage as my instructor repeated "padichu" over and over like it was the name of the dance move.  Waking me knows that "padichu" is the French word for "puff pastry" but sleeping me definitely thought it was a fancy ballet dance move.  I finished my recital, and my mother and grandmother were there watching.  They came up to the stage and my mother was crying because she was so proud of me.  My grandmother told me "now don't forget that grandad left those veggies down in the cellar".  I still have no idea what that means, but it definitely seems like some randomness that my grandma would say.  I woke up giggling at the thought of me as a pregnant ballerina.


Last night's dream was short, but sweet.  I was holding a tiny infant baby with dark hair and lactating everywhere!  I was trying to get the baby to eat, but it seemed like more milk was pouring out of me and onto my clothes than there was going into the baby I was trying to feed.  It was short, but super weird.

Dreams #7

It's been a while since I've talked about my dreams, but there are a couple new ones to add to the list.

A couple nights ago I had a dream that Seth and I went to the hospital to have the baby.  Instead of an epidural they put me to sleep completely so I missed the baby being born.  However, when I woke up I was in no pain and was able to get up and walk around with no issues.  They brought the baby in for me to try to breastfeed and the tiny baby had 7 teeth!! After trying (and failing) to breastfeed, the baby sat up on their own, grabbed a bottle behind me, and laid back down with it, holding it on their own.  It was so random...


Last night I had a much shorter dream that I was listening to my own stomach with a stethoscope to hear the baby's heart beat, but instead I could actually hear the baby cooing and crying inside my womb.  It was very strange!

Dream #6

Seth and I went to the hospital for my 20 week ultrasound and ended up posted getting swept into a group of pregnant people doing a hospital tour. They showed Seth a kitchen that I wasn't allowed into but had a little window. I watched Seth cook stir fry in this hit wok with my face in the tiny open window but somehow ended up getting way to hot so as we walked over to my appointment room I passed out. As I was coming to I heard the Dr lecturing Seth about letting the patient lay down for procedures instead of making them stay standing. As I opened my eyes I could see the baby in a hospital crib beside me but I was SUPER high on anesthetics. They brought in some nerdy black guy with a big afro and light blue Polo Shirt to test my reflexes and get me ready to go home. I kept laughing hysterically at stupid things. He tried to give me medicine out of a big scoop spoon but put it by my nose instead of my mouth. I pushed it away getting it all over his shirt and telling him he was trying to drown me. I then told Seth that I'd ruined the guys shirt so we should probably buy him a new one. He continued testing me and I got emotional and told him he was a good man all tearfully... He told me I was good to go home and left.

Dream #5

Today we have a special visiting dreamer....Seth!  That's right...our very own Geeky Dad has had his own share of bizarre dreams during this pregnancy, and last night's featured me, so I thought I would share it with you because....well...why not??

He was at work at a building out in the middle of the country.  He walked outside and when he stepped back inside he saw that one of his co-workers had killed everyone in the building.  Seth asked "Dude, what the heck?"  The guy looked at him a little surprised and told Seth "You have to help me hide these bodies".  Seth said "Wait, are you going to kill me?" and the co-worker replied "that depends on if you help to hide these or not"...so of course Seth obliged and helped carry all of the bodies into a building outside of the office.  However, somehow the co-worker still ended up getting caught and sent to prison, while Seth was arrested but allowed to go free.  He then called me to pick him up from prison, which I did...but when we got home he saw that I had also killed a bunch of people.  He again was like "What the heck, you're pregnant.  This was a bad idea" but helped me hide the bodies nonetheless.


Romantic, right?  Murder, conspiracy, and team work.  That's love right there.

Dreams #4

Last night I had 3 very random dreams!

Dream 1 - Military Base and Trump

Anyone who knows me knows that I am definitely not a Trump supporter. Last night I had a dream that I was on some random military base and Trump happened to be there.  As we were walking outside, we got notice that a bomber was on the way to strike the base we were on so everyone started running to evacuate.  Trump, of course, wanted to put on a show for the press, so he picked up the American flag and started running toward the door.  I grabbed the pole with him to hide his face from the cameras and block his "heroic" attempt.  Once we were inside he threw the flag aside and sprinted out the back door to a waiting helicopter.  Me and the military personnel all started grabbing things to take to the escape planes, including stair sets and emergency kits.  We set the stairs by the cargo hold and the military all started boarding the plane into what looked like comfy first class accommodations.  I looked behind me and there were still civilians all over, so I left the plane and began helping them into the cargo hold, climbing up the stairs and filling the corners of the plane as quickly as possible.  Some people were even climbing up into the ceiling to make more room.  Once everyone was loaded, the plane took off and as I looked out the empty cargo hatch I watched the base explode.  Then I woke up.



Dream 2 -- Cousin drama and Soccer

During my pregnancy with Orion, I had a dream about fighting with one of my cousins over playing the flute.  It's hilarious to read about now, especially since I have never played the flute.  Last night, I dreamt that I was fighting with another cousin and she decided to steal my soccer uniform and hide in random places around her bedroom.  She left the room and I began digging through her dresser and searching her room to find the uniform piece by piece.  Her mother came in and started yelling at me for going through my cousin's things without permission and I tried to explain myself, but she would hear nothing of it.  I woke up not finding my uniform....Keep in mind, I've also never played soccer (except 1 season when I was 5 years old and I was AWFUL!  Just ask my mom).


Dream 3 -- Pregnant Again?

The third and final dream of the night was just pretty stupid honestly.  For some unknown reason, me and a bunch of friends decided to take pregnancy tests together. All of them came back negative except mine, which was positive.  I was shocked because I already knew I was pregnant, but in my dream assumed that this pregnancy test meant that there was a 2nd baby in there with a different due date than the first.  I spent a lot of time in the dream talking to myself trying to figure out how I would give birth to the first baby while keeping the second one inside until it was actually due.  I worried and worried until I called my mom, who told me that it really isn't possible to get pregnant with a 2nd baby while you're 19 weeks pregnant....it wasn't until then that I realized that the pregnancy test was positive because of the 1st baby.  Like I said, completely dumb!!



My brain is such a strange place sometimes.  If you have any explanation for these, I'd love to hear them. :)

Dream #3

I haven't written down all of my dreams, but what I can tell you is that I haven't had any dreams yet about the actual pregnancy.  Instead, I'm having consistent dreams about sad or scary things that are vivid enough to stick with me and make me not want to go back to sleep.  I'm definitely ready for the nightmares to stop and the just weird to start.  Hopefully?  We'll see.  The last couple of nights I've been having dreams about Orion.  Two nights ago I had a dream that I was driving in a car with Orion and he was in his booster seat.  He was sitting up toward the edge of his seat so I told him to scoot back, and he did.  I then looked up in my mirror to see that his entire seat had collapsed and he was falling into the back of the car.  His arms and legs were sticking straight out, but he was being held by the seat belt across his neck.  I was terrified and instantly jumped and reached into the back seat to try to grab him and pull him forward.  Apparently I ACTUALLY jumped and reached in the real world as well because I slapped Seth upside his head and woke up to him yelling "What the hell was that for?"  :)

Last night's dream was more convoluted and strange.  Seth, Orion and I were on an airplane flying home from somewhere.  As we got closer to home, there was an announcement over the intercom that there was a big thunderstorm in Omaha so we couldn't land there so they were going to circle around until the storm cleared. I could see lightning through the plane windows and everyone was told to take their seats.  For some reason, Seth and I were sitting together, but Orion was several rows ahead of us. We all sat down, and I felt the plane take essentially a HUGE u-turn and suddenly our plane was flying in the wrong direction to get home.  We began to descend and eventually landed in the middle of a field, right in the center of a weird carnival.  We were all told to stay in our seats, but Orion snuck out of his and back to sit in my lap.  The lady beside us ran up and stole his seat.  So we sat there huddled together as these weird "carnies" paced up and down the rows making sure everyone was following instructions.  Through the windows I could see rows of carnival games and rides that were all broken down and turned off.  I tried to take pictures of some of the equipment with my cell phone, but one of the guys caught me and grabbed me, and that's when I woke up.

So really, none of these dreams are quite as gory as some of the dreams I've dealt with in the past, but they're still creepy and weird.  Who knows what my brain will think up next.

Dream #2

I was in my father's house which was a huge mansion.  One of my old friends walks into the door, with one of her friends who is in two leg casts.  My father asks if they parked in the driveway and they say yes, so he tells them to move.  I tell him that they can wait a few minutes since this girl had two broken legs.  He tells me it needs to move, so I yell at him and tell him I'm 32 years old and I can park a car in the driveway if I want to.  Of course then I went to move the car.  I get out to this car and it's a red convertible.  I drive it around the HUGE circle drive and into the attached parking garage.  There is a parking attendant (Jonathan Brandis) and I ask him how I park in this garage and get back to my dad's house and he says he doesn't know.  I thank him anyway and drive to a parking spot.  I pull the car into a parking spot and then start wandering this enormous garage trying to figure out how to get back into the house.  I found a water slide and tons of people, but still no entry to the house.  I end up getting approached by a random staff person working in this parking garage after wandering for at least an hour, and apparently the original parking attendant had put out a notice to people because he hadn't seen me come out and I looked lost and confused when I entered. So I was escorted toward the door, and before I got there I woke up to my alarm again.

Dreamland is Back

The entire time I was pregnant with Orion, I had crazy, vivid dreams that were very entertaining to retell.  I've always had very vivid dreams, but that seems even more intensified while I'm pregnant.  Last night I believe I had my first pregnancy dream again.  It was pretty short, because my alarm cut it off, but I was entertained nonetheless.  So, why wait?  Let's just tell the story.


I was sitting in the waiting room of a doctor's office.  Time was passing and I just kept waiting and waiting.  Eventually, this SUPER old nurse comes out and calls my name.  By SUPER old, think 100 years old.  However, she is also SUPER fast.  I look down and realized that I'm also VERY pregnant, which means that I am anything but fast.  I get up and try to waddle after her, barely catching up with her in the hallway.  She rushes past the scale and I ask her "wait, aren't I supposed to use this thing" (in real life I would NEVER ask to be weighed.  If they want to skip it, all the better.)  She rolls her eyes at me and sighs really hard and says "I guess".  So I try to step up on the scale, but the thing is crooked and unbalanced like there is a tennis ball under one side of it.  I keep trying to find my balance, but it's leaning so far to the left, that I find myself leaning up against the wall just to stand on it. Despite the fact that I'm not actually standing on the scale, she starts pushing the tab around, chooses a weight arbitrarily since there is no way she ever found balance and writes down a number.  I look over her shoulder and see her write down 112 which is something I haven't weighed since at least middle school.  I tell her there is no way that's right, and she turns around to yell at me for looking at my chart.



At that point my alarm clock went off and my time with the oldest nurse in the world ended.  :)

Another lovely dream.

So I've been slacking when it comes to recording the crazy dreams I've had during the last few months. However, last night I had a dream that I thought was VERY funny. A little back story on some of the details. Early on in my pregnancy I bought a pair of shoes for cheap, that are these simple black clog thingies. They are the most comfortable shoes I have ever owned, and I have lovingly named them my "squishy" shoes. One of the biggest fits I have thrown during pregnancy was because Zombie got a hold of my shoe and chewed on them. Now, last night I had a dream that Zombie not only chewed on my shoes, but actually completely ripped the soles of the shoes off of them and left them as shredded fragments of slipper. He did all of this while Tyra Banks watched him, and just stared at the craziness that ensued. I walked into the room and seeing Tyra watching my dog destroy my beloved squishy shoes, I started bawling and tried to beat Zombie with the shoe itself, but it was so shredded at that point that it was like beating him with a cotton ball or something. I looked up at Tyra and she looked at me like I was nuts....and then I woke up. That's twice now that Tyra has graced me with her presence during pregnancy dreams.

The first time I had a dream about Tyra, we actually were hanging out and building a tree house. The planks that we used to build a bridge from the tree to the ground were very interesting. Each plank told a small part of a story on them, and as you approached the tree house you could read the story. Tyra dressed up as a fairy princess and there were little kids everywhere.

Baby Dreams

So for the last couple weeks now my dreams have been very vivid (even more so than normal) and are weird. Most of them are good dreams, or just silly, but a few of them are scary (at least at the time. They are ridiculous now). I know that people say pregnant women have weird dreams, partly because of all they have on their minds, and partly because of the changes in hormone and body. Anyway, the greatest part of my whacked out dreams is that I have remembered at least one of them every morning for the last week, so I've decided to share some of them with you, at least brief descriptions from inside my crazy brain.

Monday night:
I had a dream that the baby was born as a 2 year old, so instead of going from no kids to watching a baby grow and develop, we had to deal with the terrible twos right away! The entire dream was me chasing the kid around the hospital trying to keep it out of trouble instead of holding and snuggling like you'd think you would after being born. At least the little boy was cute!

Sunday night:
The dream on Sunday really didn't have anything to do with babies, but it was weird all the same. I was practicing playing the flute (No I don't play the flute) so that I could do a flute duet with my cousin Sylvia. Since I was just learning how to play, I was trying to ask her with help on some of the notes because I couldn't remember the fingerings. She refused to help me so I told her she could just do a solo because I was never going to learn the music by myself in time. She got mad at me and told me that I was fat and ugly and that she didn't want to be my friend anyway (yeah she acted like a 5 year old). She stomped off and I threw my flute at her, and then woke up.

Saturday night:
I was at some fancy dinner party visiting with a bunch of people I didn't know when I started to feel a pressure in my abdomen. I reached down and was able to feel the baby's foot pressing against my stomach (which wasn't any bigger than it is now). I could actually grab my baby's foot and hold onto it. I was convinced that I was much further along than I was being told, and was trying to convince Seth of it. The weird part was that I didn't have the normal pregnancy belly. Instead, on my lower abdomen I had a "lump" about the size of an orange that I could grab and feel the baby moving in. It was really weird.

Friday night:
I was outside on our front porch in a pair of shorts when this squirrel ran up to me. It got closer and closer and then all of the sudden ran up my legs into my shorts, and began attacking me. The damn thing tried to tear its way into my body so it could eat the baby. Apparently they have a good nutty flavor or something. Who knows. It was really scary at the time, but now looking back it is just plain nutso!

So those are some of my dreams. I've had more but at least you can see what's going on in my brain a little bit. I hope you enjoyed!