Some dreams vanish upon awakening. Some dreams remain with us throughout the day. I'm not sure if it was the lamb chop I ate, the broccoli, spinach salad, or puree squash. Maybe it was the two cups of chamomille tea and the two cookies that I enjoyed at a late hour. I don't know.
I dreamt that I was pregnant. Yep, at least six months. I felt very fat in the dream, all of it in my stomach. In the dream itself I knew how old I was and though I didn't feel that old I kept telling myself when this baby is ten years old, I'm going to be very old. This baby is going to be a lot younger than my oldest granddaughter, etc. I kept saying to myself will I survive the delivery? How am I going to keep up with raising this child? What kind of energy will I even have when this child is only ten years old. On and on and on my mind raced inside that dream.
Then I woke up to the sounds of thunder and when I pushed the drapes open spotted lightning in the distance.
Pure relief swept over me. I looked over at my PeekaPoo dog who was looking back at me. Hallelujah! It was only a dream!
Unlike my heroine in my story NIGHT FANTASIES, which recently earned some nice reviews, I certainly did want to wake up from that dream, and realize it was only just that.
Still, I wonder what this type of dream about being pregnant especially for a woman way past child bearing years actually means.
Now I do have to add that while getting x-rays at a local chiropractor's office, there was this huge sign stating to let the technician know whether or not I was pregnant. In fact it was the doctor who asked me, and I remember telling her if I am, then it's a miracle!
Perhaps my mind simply stored that away where it would come out later in the form of a dream.
All I know is that I'm very very happy that this was only a dream.