Basically - I had a dream that I gave birth and didn't even know it. (I know Mom...very funny ....) Aparently, I started going in to labor and it sent me in to some sort of shock induced coma. (Ok, that part is kind of funny.) Anyway -- when I woke up it took a few days to realize that I wasn't even pregnant anymore. And when I did realize I wasn't pregnant anymore I was so so so sad!So sad! Finally, I figured out that I wasn't pregnant anymore because I'd actually given birth and at that point I was somewhat relieved but not totally.
Once all that was cleared up I spent a good portion of the dream looking for my baby. I just could not find that kid anywhere!! And of course that sent me in to a panic. Eventually I found my baby and I didn't like it. It was ugly and it had really really bad hair. When I realized I wasn't in love with my baby I was upset with Eric's Mom because she tells me all the time that I will NO DOUBT love my own baby like nothing else -- and I didn't. (I forgive you Elaine!) =)
By the way, the baby I had, looked like a Garbage Pail Kid. In hind sight I'm sure that would mean that Eric would think that was "totally bad ass" but for the record -- I would NOT.
2 comments:
I can't remember where, but I read something about pregnancy dreams and their meaning. Now I must go look for it!! I will let you know what the interpertation is!
Hopfully Garbage Pail Kid does not = Terror Child
Post a Comment