I rarely dreamt before I was pregnant. When I did they were a mixture of nightmares and eerie pictures of loved ones trying to communicate with me. Most were like silent picture shows.
Since I been pregnant dreams come almost as soon as my head hits the pillow.
I have talked to loved ones that have past...freely. Full conversations with strangers but seem like friends in my dreams and remembering their names when I wake. Traveled to foreign countries and understood their native tongue, as if I was born there.
My dreams have been more interesting since I been pregnant...than my life.
The other night I dreamt that I was talking to my son's father on the phone and he finally told me the truth about everything. He said that he was happy with his new girlfriend. In my dream I felt was very annoyed and upset about the phone call. All I remember saying is "OK! I don't care!" and hung up. I woke up heart pounding and upset. Why? I don't know... After being put through hell, it seems unfair that happiness and bliss exists with evil. Maybe after Hell, only Heaven exist right? Maybe I am somewhere between.
Anyway...
What's crazy about this dream, is the fact that when I woke up my sixth sense was up and running! I went directly to my computer, logged on to myspace and only to find family photos of my ex, the girlfriend that e-mailed me, her son and his daughter. (whom I never met) She (his new girlfriend) also has a tattoo of his and her name on her arm.
As you all know I suspected it was going on longer than what I knew. So now I know, it's been serious for a while. Not only that she would have to be a confident Fido to put something that tacky on her arm. For me, this is the closure I needed. All I wanted from him was to be honest. Nothing more honest than a "RUFF RUFF family picture." I don't know when I will stop being angry at the situation, but below the belt comments sure does makes up for some of it! HA!
A few weeks ago I had a better dream, it was one of the coolest dreams I have ever had. I wrote the dream down as soon as I woke up...it was just that interesting!Note:
Leave a notebook by your bed, whether you have bad dreams or awesome dreams they can be recorded without forgetting the details.
The Princess Dream
I was a nanny escorting 5 children to a safe place to play in a large mansion. In my dream I escorted them to something that looked like a Victorian play room. The children were crowed around me, consistently chattering and jumping around like children who just won freedom in a 24 hour Chuck E Cheese. I never once understood their chatter and never tried to communicate with them, I just monitored them. The children hung close by me. They were in their own little world, but yet like watched me from the corner of their eyes. It was like they were waiting for me to falter so they can commit mass murders and arson.
Suddenly during all the commotion I took a toy from one of the children which looked like a palm pilot. The children practically tackled the shiny silver toy out of my hand. "When is it going to be my turn?" They each chimed in their annoying whine.
I looked at the palm pilot and on the screen was list of what seemed like fairy tales. I scrolled though titles of books and I selected one called "The Princess" The toy generated an enter name box and I began to type in mine. The children around me, were eager to get to play with the toy, but to hell with them, it was my turn.
Suddenly, I started towards a huge walk in closet. As I got closer, I saw inside was a sealed window. Once I finished programming my name in the palm pilot, a small light that looked like a button lit up right next to the window. Then the window unlocked I climbed through it, leaving the children and their noise behind.
On the other side I walked through a door and I was transformed into a princess. (How I got from climbing to a window to walking through a door is a mystery.) I was dressed in a typical fairytale princess gown, except it had a small train that was striped pink and green. There were people that were waiting for me on the other side...which I can only describe as servants and they smiled at my entrance. They were friendly and showed me around a castle that can only be described as magnificent. I remember long wide hallways with rooms everywhere.
My main escort looked as if he was a business man who had been waiting for royalty. He pointed out hallways that lead to more bedrooms and kitchens. He showed me three books all by the author Wallace C Waller and I shook my head in approval. All of a sudden they left me. The whole entire time I felt as if I home, but yet never been there before. It was if they all had been waiting at that window for me for a long time to claim my title as princess.
I was hungry so I decided to find a pantry room to find a snack. (I don't know why it was called a pantry room...it just was) When I saw a butler who had a huge bag of cheddar goldfishes and I politely asked. "Where did you get those?" He very eagerly showed me cabinets that are normally filled with treats. We found none and he explained. "I am sorry, I must of taken the last bag, it's usually stocked...I will make sure it is done." I didn't mind, I was too in awe of all the cabinets and doors of the pantry itself. He made a suggestion to try the kitchen down the hall and in my dream we began walking. I remember seeing his mouth moving and he was very animated with his hands and then I woke up...
I was so interested in the author's name I googled it ... no author exists by that name. I don't even know where that name came from, but in dreams you never do.
I was sad when I woke up because, I didn't want my dream to end. I was for once in a long time having fun and being treated like I was someone special.
Is this a sign?
Or am I a Physic Bitter Princess with not enough snacks around?
Ummmmmm...
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