Monday, May 31, 2010

Wacky Baby Dreams

I walked into stake choir practice last night, and several old women, independently of each other, joked that they didn't think I was going to make it to stake conference in two weeks. Ha ha. Ho Ho. I still have 8 weeks. Thanks.

Even my own mother, in that delicate-mother way that they have asked if maybe the doctor had said something about maybe I was a little big... maybe...? But, no, she hasn't said anything. And that's the thing about OB/GYNs when you're pregnant. Most EVERYTHING is normal during pregnancy and it only gets worse until the baby comes. So you go and complain about the fact that sometimes, your right leg goes dead for a few seconds and you can't walk, then comes back to life like nothing and she says, "yeah... your baby is pinching your nerves, that's pretty common, just try to sit down." Or you complain about how you see stars every time you stand up. Or that you have pretty much been in labor for 2 months and still have 2 months to go. Or that you have heartburn that makes you cry it's so painful. And, she says, "yeah... that's pretty common. Try to sit down and drink a lot of water."

Another thing that is totally normal: crazy-vivid dreams. They are long and super realistic. And, I'll have slightly different versions of the same dream 4 or 5 times in one night. Last night, in the beginning of the night, I dreamed that my friend Mandy and I trained and participated in a triathlon (probably because the big city-sponsored triathlon is today). I went through the cycle of us discussing the possibility of doing it, meeting at the pool to swim, her helping me pick out a bike and practicing putting my feet in the clips, and a lot of running. I had this dream at least 3 times, one right after another with only slight variations. Fairly innocuous.

But, far more common for me is to dream about something awful over, and over, and over again. This morning, after the (insert expletive) birds woke me up at 5, I drifted in and out of sleep, dreaming 3 or 4 times that Nora drowned in the bathtub. I put her in the tub, but then I had to leave the bathroom for something: the doorbell, Lillian needed help, the phone. All the time I had anxiety and I strained to hear her chattering or splashing. I don't hear her, so I run back upstairs to find a blue baby, face down in the tub. I pull her out and start CPR and yell at Lillian to go get the phone but she's too scared to move. In one variation, I had the phone in my pocket; in another, I forgot how to do CPR.

All the time, I dream stuff like this and it's most always horrible things happening to my kids. I've dreamed that Lillian was kidnapped and sold into the sex trade, or that she fell of the jungle gym and broke her neck, or that Nora wandered into the crossfire of a gang fight in South Tucson and got shot. I stopped watching any sort of crime drama in hopes that it would help this problem, but it hasn't. I guess, I know it's a dream, so it's a little less stressful, but not really by much.

My sister told me that she dreams that she gets shot and has to call 9-1-1, but can't get through. Does this happen to anyone else besides us?


Jenna said...

Dan once dreamed that he was being chased by numbers that were trying to eat him and was yelling in his sleep, so I hit him. (Neither one of us is very tolerant of being woken up in the middle of the night.) He hasn't had a scary dream since. Maybe Tyler could (gently) hit you in the arm or something the next time he notices you are having a bad dream?

Natchel said...

That's horrible! I'm so sorry! I had very, very strange dreams when I was pregnant as well. Mostly they were, awkwardly, romantic dreams about people. Nothing gross or anything but like I was going out with an OLD boyfriend or I was married to a friend's husband. Very weird. I had dreams like that about practically every guy I knew! Very uncomfortable.
One that was really weird was right after I watched The Dark Knight. I dreamt that I was married to the Heath Ledger Joker but he was reformed and was a great PTA-attending dad and we had two little kids. Then someone kidnapped our children and it turns out it was his evil father and Heath/Joker has to go back to being the Joker to stop him and get our kids back. And he drove a black Jetta. That same night, Nate had a dream that he was living in Tzarist Russia and Bob Barker was the cruel tzar. I woke up and said "The Joker was my husband." And Nate said to me "Bob Barker is the tzar."

Steph said...

YES! and spices make my dreams so much worse. When I was pregnant I had dreams that the baby would come out of my belly "Alien-style" and be pre-term. My most recent Indian food-induced dream was that Bradley and the stroller disappeared in the store and I couldn't find them.

Bridget said...

Yes, I have these dreams and I'm not even pregnant. Last night I dreamed that Magdalena kept falling out of a train we were riding on. Repeatedly. Ugh. I hope you get over these dreams soon.

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