Friday, July 9, 2010

Dream weaver

Do you ever wake up from a dream and think that it was actually real? I don't dream often, but when I do, holy cow, it's vivid. A few weeks ago I dreamed that I was pregnant and I could actually feel the baby kicking and doing somersaults inside of me. Needless to say, that dream freaked me out a bit. 

This morning I woke up in some alternate universe and thought that I was married to a fighter pilot. When did that happen? I was happy to quickly realize that DH was still my real husband and my nameless, faceless (all I remember is a flight suit), dream state husband was in fact a dream. I can almost always figure out where my dreams came from. They are generally always associated with something I saw or read or a conversation I had the day before. Clown dreams result in seeing clowns the day before (yes, that really happened to me) and so on. This particular dream may have stemmed from living all those years on a military base. Flight suits are a pretty common sight, especially when your neighbor flies an F-15.


 My best explanation is that DH is very mildly contemplating becoming a pilot (not a fighter pilot, just the regular kind. Same flight suit, though.) in the Guard. I suppose I let my subconscious imagination run away with me.

7 comments:

  1. I like your new name. Sweet dreams :)

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  2. Thanks mom, I was inspired by the picture you took of that moose eating out of my flower pot!

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  3. Love the new name for your blog. Totally cute. I love your post they are always such fun. I have lots of weird dreams so I understand. I am constantly dreaming I was married to someone else and I am so glad to wake up to find I am still married to Jeff. I love it when dream help us appreciate the things we have been blessed with.

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  4. My weird dreams started when I was prego with #1 and they haven't stopped since. And I mean some seriously vivid, messed up dreams. I wonder if they ever stop or if once a mom you will forever dream weird?

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  5. Actually, Beth, this is your sister, but somehow it thinks my name is Sarah. I'll have to fix that.

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  6. Ok, well, it worked that time. Weird. I'll stop leaving comments now.

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  7. Strange, Lisa. Hey, did you see that you are my first blog follower? I signed you up from your computer when I was babysitting. I needed someone to follow me and I decided it should be you.

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