Dear Pregnant Dream Diary! #1

Dear Pregnant Dream Diary:

With the encouragement of the internet, and the desire to capture and remember every single wonderful (and terrible) aspect of this miracle we call "pregnancy", I have decided to start a Pregnancy Dream Diary! That's right, I'm going to do it right here, online, in embarrassingly honest detail for all to witness!

Since I can't actually recall last nights dream, due to it being so late in the day (and me already having pregnancy brain) I am just going to utilize this first post to recap some of the highlights I can remember from various other dreams I've had. I can't promise their in order, but here you go! Hope the read is worth the laugh. :)

(1) I have a betta fish that I've had for years now (4?) and hes purple and red. Well, I forgot to feed him for a couple days and felt really bad. I knew this, because in my dream, I saw myself overfeeding him. And he ate every last bite. And his stomach was translucent, I could see every crumb of food mixing around in there, almost like newborn tadpoles in a tiny bucket (remember that when you were a kid? Hehe) It took about 3 minutes and suddenly this fish had this ginormous fish pellet colored and shaped poop! Yup, HUGE! Like bigger than him! It was like watching my fish give birth to a gigantic food pellet - what the?! Totally weird.

(2) I was talking to a friend (unsure who, couldn't see a face, just long hair and a red pant suit) about something I'd learned about pregnancy, and we'd discussed our opinions and our doctors opinions. I don't know what was said, but I said something and she changed it and lied to everyone, including Toby. Toby came home and refused to believe the truth, and whatever the lie was made him extremely P.O'd at me. I was devastated and couldn't get him to listen to me. So I resorted to punching him in the arm. Over, and over. Every time he called me a liar or something, I'd just punch him in the arm. He left with an orange-sized bruise, and I left still being called a liar and bawling my eyes out. I guess this is my guilty conscious reflecting the bruise on Toby's eye? Sorry babe! It truly wasn't intentional! :(

(3)  -Warning this one was a nightmare that actually woke me up and encouraged me to be afraid of the dark and sleep for the rest of the night. It's not exactly a positive and funny one, but it is incredibly strange and far-out LOL-

I was sitting on the side of the road (Number 3 road, to be exact, if you're local and know where I'm talking about) picking at the grass. The next thing I know, I stand up and I'm walking along the side of the road with Toby. We're sauntering on down, when we see this weird dog on his back, sleeping on the grass next to the road. When we got closer, we noticed it was actually a coyote, he started wiggling around on his back, like a weird seizure or something, or maybe a dog playing in the grass, the way they rub their backs around? Anyway, I started freaking out and went to run, when Toby grabs me and says if you run he'll chase us. We continue to walk past it, and down the road. Part way down, I look back and there's a group of kids PETTING the coyote, which was still seizing or whatever. I freaked out, and turned to Toby only to realize he'd disappeared. I couldn't find him. I yelled at the kids to get away and be careful because it was a coyote, likely diseased, and who knows when it would wake up and start attacking them hovering over it? I couldn't scream. I turned to run away to get as far as I could from the craziness and the disease and the psycho dog, to get myself and my unborn baby to safety, and some get some help. I couldn't run. The dog chased after me, and bit me. I was diseased. After what felt like hours of me running slow motion, and attempting to scream but incapable of making a voice, I finally reached the end of the road. Toby comes out of no where in the car, and picks me up. I see that there are now a bunch of people gathered on the sides of the street, but I can't understand why? It looks like a parade is going to take place, but Number 3 road is a very isolated, out-there country road with no room for a parade, what was going on? I couldn't figure it out. Toby turns the car around and goes the opposite direction, out of fear of people getting too in the way. When driving around a corner, he takes it too wide and sinks our car several feet down into a murky ditch. Toby smacks his head on the steering wheel and is passed out. I'm freaking out and have no idea what to do so I unclick our seatbelts and attempt to drag him out but the waters filling fast and I can't get him out of his seat. I wait until the water fills enough to help me and then take a deep breath and start swimming out. I woke up in the middle of swimming up because I have a severe fear of water, especially deep water, and especially that I can't see in. All I could see around me were black shadows of fish swimming by - creepy. It was definitely a nightmare.

That is all I have for you today, but more tomorrow morning, promise!

Sweet dreams, I hope!
Julie Maye