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Dec. 7th, 2006 01:09 pmRrrr! Still keep waking up several times a night. Not to wee like normal prenant women, though... I keep waking up because I really need to burp, and to do that I have to sit up. Charming!
Due to this, thoug, I was just about able to remember three whole dreams I had last night. They were quite interesting:
The first one (I know it was the first because I remember sitting up to burp in the middle of the night thinking 'I should have a pad and pen up here, otherwise I'm going to forget this) is, true to form, largely forgotten now but was a Press Gang dream, and involved Evil Twins! Possible that the dopplegangers were part of a rival newspaper. My subconcious stole a concept of Futurama, in that it was difficult to work out which Colin was technically the Evil one, and which was just being good old amoral Colin.
I had another haunted house dream, too - it was the old house where I grew up, Mum had bought it again. It was an angry spirit haunting it, especially, for some reason, the back garden. I remember trying to sit on the grass but the second you did your whole body was filled with pins and needles and you were being repelled from it like a magnet. My cousins on Mum's side were staying there and had tried to camp on the lawn. I had a suspicion it was Dad haunting it. A psychic arrived and said it was the house that was angry, and it was me who had caused it to be haunted.
I also had a Birth Anxiety dream - again, the Birth had already taken place. I was being given a baby that I knew wasn't mine (think it was actually BossBaby #2). I found my baby - she looked a lot like me, only she had a big Ginger Afro. She was hooked up to a machine and I saw from it that she wasn't breathing.. I got my Midwife and she got baby to start breathing again by pushing this one button on the machine over and over again, very fast. I told hubs and then we tried to find baby again, only this time she was wrapped up entirely in a blanket (like a spring roll) and writhing around, while a doctor was putting gel on some pads. The doctor said that the baby was panicking and I thought they were going to electrocute her, which I knew was wrong. That's all I remember, though.
Random passing cravings for this morning include:
Those cocnut marshmallow biscuits you used to get at kiddies parties
black pepper
something savoury and lemony.
Due to this, thoug, I was just about able to remember three whole dreams I had last night. They were quite interesting:
The first one (I know it was the first because I remember sitting up to burp in the middle of the night thinking 'I should have a pad and pen up here, otherwise I'm going to forget this) is, true to form, largely forgotten now but was a Press Gang dream, and involved Evil Twins! Possible that the dopplegangers were part of a rival newspaper. My subconcious stole a concept of Futurama, in that it was difficult to work out which Colin was technically the Evil one, and which was just being good old amoral Colin.
I had another haunted house dream, too - it was the old house where I grew up, Mum had bought it again. It was an angry spirit haunting it, especially, for some reason, the back garden. I remember trying to sit on the grass but the second you did your whole body was filled with pins and needles and you were being repelled from it like a magnet. My cousins on Mum's side were staying there and had tried to camp on the lawn. I had a suspicion it was Dad haunting it. A psychic arrived and said it was the house that was angry, and it was me who had caused it to be haunted.
I also had a Birth Anxiety dream - again, the Birth had already taken place. I was being given a baby that I knew wasn't mine (think it was actually BossBaby #2). I found my baby - she looked a lot like me, only she had a big Ginger Afro. She was hooked up to a machine and I saw from it that she wasn't breathing.. I got my Midwife and she got baby to start breathing again by pushing this one button on the machine over and over again, very fast. I told hubs and then we tried to find baby again, only this time she was wrapped up entirely in a blanket (like a spring roll) and writhing around, while a doctor was putting gel on some pads. The doctor said that the baby was panicking and I thought they were going to electrocute her, which I knew was wrong. That's all I remember, though.
Random passing cravings for this morning include:
Those cocnut marshmallow biscuits you used to get at kiddies parties
black pepper
something savoury and lemony.
