Wacky Dreams!

So I'm known to have really wacky dreams. Just ask my husband. He's ready with hearty laughs every time I wake up and say, "I had the weirdest dream last night." He's never surprised, no matter how crazy it is.

Last night I had two separate dreams about the baby. They weren't completely wacky, just really random. It makes me wonder if this is a result of raging pregnancy hormones or subtle, subconscious concerns about having a child. I'll let you be the judge.

In the first dream, the baby was coming. . .but it was being delivered to us. I am not kidding. In a box, sent to the front door and everything. Apparently, the baby needed some special procedure done to it so they prepared it to be shipped (complete with some sort of adjustment that allowed it to survive in a box, in the mail) and sent it to our home. OK, so maybe the dreams were a little more wacky now that I'm typing this. So the baby arrived and we opened the box in great anticipation of seeing our little girl. . .and in the box was a sweet, little, baby boy! We were a little taken off guard but we quickly adjusted to the idea. We were just so excited to finally have our little one! We dressed him and walked across the street to my parents to unveil our surprising, new bundle of joy. Nobody seemed to care that is was a boy and not a girl.

And then, of course, I got up to visit the loo, right on schedule at 2am. When I fell back asleep, I had another dream. This time we had a little girl. She was an infant but was acting like an older girl (probably 6 or 7 years old) complete with an attitude and all! It was obvious that she didn't like us. She was distant and didn't really take to us. Keep in mind, she was about the size of a 9 month old but was acting like a snotty 6 year old. It was the oddest feeling. I felt so rejected and unsettled that my baby girl didn't want me.

As I sit here typing, I'm analyzing a bit. I'm sure the first dream had something to do with the fact that my friend Sarah was going in today to possibly find out what she is having. They are hoping for a boy. So I had boys on the brain. I'm not completely sure what the mail delivery was all about. . .except the fact that Dave and I have ordered a lot of things online lately so it seems we are always waiting for a package on our front door step. Isn't it funny how our minds mash every little thing together through our dreams?

And I'm sure my second dream had a bit to do with my apprehension of becoming a mom. Not that I am afraid of motherhood - I'm really quite excited. The dynamics are just so unknown. I won't know what my relationship will be like with my daughter until I am in it. Although I can assure you that Dave and I will be nipping the attitude in the bud!

I'm sure I can expect many more wacky dreams before she arrives. I can't really blame the pregnancy hormones since I've always had crazy dreams. But I can say pregnancy seems to be making the dreams more vivid. At least I can look forward to giving Dave a nice laugh every other morning! And someday, I'll have a lot of fun telling her all the visions mommy had while she was in my tummy.