I haven't had a dream this vivid in a long time. I slept for almost 12 hours, only interrupted once, which is the longest consecutive sleep I've had in about a week.
Anyway, my troubled sleep schedule is beside the point. I had another pregnancy/baby dream last night, and this one has continued to stick with me. I woke up confused, physically sore, and with blanket lines all over me - which can only mean that I slept very deeply. At least I think so.
Let me set the stage for you.
I was the same as I am today, but in a hospital, and my vision was patchy as I apparently was in the process of active labor. I could see black spots and hear muddy voices - all I wanted to hear was the cry that would tell me he lived. I blacked out.
When I woke up, I was more tired than I've been in my life. I looked around, took in the room that surrounded me, stuffy, too warm. I kicked the blankets off of my legs and tried to sit up. A nurse that couldn't be much younger than my mom came to my side and propped me up with a pillow behind my back. She smiled kindly and said something akin to, "you're in for a surprise, sweetheart". Of course my mind automatically gravitates to the dark possibility that my son had died. She saw the panic in my eyes and assured me, "No, there's nothing wrong dear. You'll see in a minute."
Another nurse then wheeled in a small, glass covered bassinet - not unlike the ones they keep in the hospital nurseries, but not the one they place premature infants in. I noted the blue blanket peeking from the corner and my heart soared. He lived.
"Here she comes." The older nurse placed her hand on my shoulder.
"She?" My mind reeled. "No, it was a boy."
She smiled and we both watched as yet another nurse wheeled in a second bassinet, this one with a pink blanket.
"Congratulations, sweetheart." The nurse by my side smiled and took my hand. "It's twins."
My stomach dropped through the floor. Twins?
Never in my dreams had I ended up with twins. So this dream was kind of a strange turn.
Also, in this dream the only people I knew were my family and some coworkers. I didn't have any friends, my dog was there, but not my best friend. That's part of what made this so strange. My mom, sister, uncle, and Timbit were present. Also the person I strongly suspect as the father was present too. This is a person I know in this life, so I'm not going to post who they are.
Next they allowed me to hold them each in turn. The father came into the room and smiled with that goofy grin - that said - "Would you just look at this."
Through the rest of this dream, I was learning how to care for two babies and not one. He was around, but not too present and this dream seemed to focus on the babies themselves, not us. The boy was bigger than his sister but not by much. I remember at one point jokingly comparing them to puppies. It was at this point that Maia and Timbit raced around the living room at my mom's house and she yelled at them for roughhousing around the babies. So maybe in this dream I lived at my mom's house? My uncle was in the house for some reason, I guess to meet his great-niece and great-nephew. He kept bothering me about how I was looking after them with the father. I guess we had them out of wedlock so he wasn't too impressed? My mom was over the moon excited to have grandchildren. My sister was excited to have a niece and nephew and respected my choices. I guess this was my choice?
I'm not sure really where the dream was going...I woke up shortly after the scene at my mom's house. I call it my mom's house rather than my parent's because my dad was not involved in the dream. Anyway, super weird and is throwing me off.
I guess that's all I can ramble about for right now. Thanks for reading, if anyone does.
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