Silly Mom Thoughts

As a rule, I have intense, vivid, weird dreams. In my dreams I am constantly rendered speechless due to a mouth full of gum or peanut butter. Or, there’s that recurring dream where I’m driving and suddenly can’t find my breaks and go careening into cars causing destruction in my path. I almost always remember my dreams, and honestly think they’re fascinating to figure out.

Pregnancy dreams, on the other hand, are a whole new bag of craziness. Blame it on those pesky hormones, but boy-oh-boy are my pregnancy dreams random!

For instance, out of nowhere I had a dream about an ex-boyfriend. Now, keep in mind that this boy and I broke up when I was sixteen. We were an awful match for eachother, and although I’m thankful for that part in my life and what I learned about relationships, I am so glad it ended when it did.

So, imagine my surprise the other night when I was dreaming about this guy. We bumped into eachother and he looked me dead in the face and confessed that dumping me was the biggest mistake of his life, that his marriage had ended because he wasn’t really in love with his wife, and that he missed me terribly. I smiled at him, and as kindly as I could, told him that I was married to an amazing man and there’s no way I was going to mess that up. He conceeded with a sigh, asking if we could at least be friends, to which I agreed.

He took me to his parent’s house and I got to see his mom. (In real life, I loved his mom. She was so cool, and honestly I would like to see her again.) We chatted, caught up, and I went back to meet up with Turk somewhere, even more in love with him than before because I was so glad that I wasn’t still with this other guy.

Random, right?

Other people from my past tend to pop up in my pregnancy dreams and I wrack my brain trying to remember their names. It’s so bizarre.

Possibly the best pregnancy dreams are the ones I can’t discuss here, since my faithful blog followers include my own family members and that would be embarassing. I will, however, say this: Turk is getting waaaay more action in my dreams than he’s getting in real life. Poor guy.

I have experienced wild pregnancy dreams in my other pregnancies, but they have never felt so real and so intense as the ones this time around. Blame it on the twins!