The most recent dreams I have had (the past week) have been variations of this:
I'm pregnant; I go to sleep; I wake up with a baby. I have no idea that I had gone into labor and can't recollect any memory of the event. I sit there and stare at the baby. Then, when I tell people she's here, they all ask me how big she is blah, blah, blah. And I have no idea. I have no record of it anywhere. I frantically search through my house trying to find some sort of document proving that I've had this baby and she's mine.
Actually, the first time I had this dream, I don't think I made it to telling people. I was just too confused on how in the world I could go through labor and not remember.
Funny how the part that scares me the most seems to disappear in fantasy land, no?
Anywho,
Some older dreams were no baby related, but I hear can be contributed to pregnancy?
I had lots and lots of dreams about high school (like 5-10 that I remember). Mostly band. Of course. Nothing unusual about these. There was one a month or 2 back where all the bass clarinets (from my junior year I believe) were performing with Josh Groban! How cool is that? We rocked it. Everybody loved our low notes. But that's probably because it was my dream and I love the low notes.
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I had dreams where we were just back in the band hall. Mr. Deppe was conducting. And it was pretty much set up exactly like it was.There were dreams of the slot room. Marching band. You name it.
I guess this was the case because sometimes pregnant people dream of a time when they weren't pregnant. Let's face it, high school was blissfully sweet. If you take out the drama. :) Oh, and not being sure of yourself. That was lame, too.
Once I had this dream that there was a leopard of some sort. And it wasn't nice. Obviously. I don't remember what happened. I'm pretty sure it was chasing me and I woke up before it got me. This one, according to pregnancy websites, portrays that being pregnant was scary and daunting to me. This was while in Mesa, so I was only maybe 12 weeks or so.
Those are the only ones I can really remember.
Happy belated 4th of July!

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