I think it has been a while since I've done any blogging on my weird pregnancy dreams, namely because there's been a bit of a dry spell. That is, until Saturday night. I had a FREAKING WEIRD dream that night, and I felt compelled to share.
The dream started out just fine. I was giving birth to PK. The birth itself was great. Thanks to my wonderful HypnoBirthing techniques, I was laboring at the hospital for about 1 hour. I don't know how realistic that is for a first child. Odds are, not very realistic, since I'll have to be at the hospital at least 4 hours in advance to receive antibiotics for that pesky GBS bug. At any rate, the labor was great, and it was all done in a flash.
The next thing I remember is realizing that after the birth, there was no skin-to-skin contact with PK, nor was their any attempt made for me to breast-feed PK. To top it all off, I realized that PK was in a small basket, like those gift baskets that they sell at Babies R Us, and that she was covered with a sheet. I started freaking out because I'd wondered if she'd suffocated overnight. I was distraught because it had been a long journey with PK, and I didn't want to risk anything happening to her. When I lifted PK from the basket, she felt more like a doll than a baby, and I kept checking to see if she was breathing. Finally, it sounded like she was. Whew! Sigh of relief!
After that scare, I thought I'd try breast-feeding. That didn't work out so well, because she'd twisted my left breast such that her mouth was on the breast itself, but the nipple was sticking out of her mouth. So I gently put my pinky in her mouth so she'd let go of the bad latch. For whatever reason, I didn't pursue the breast-feeding thing any further...or any type of feeding, for that matter.
Next, I thought I'd try changing PK's diaper. When I held her up, she looked like a miniature version of my pediatrician. Basically, she didn't look like a baby - just like a shrunken adult who happened to look like my pediatrician. That struck me as a teensy bit odd, but not that much. I began the process of removing her clothes so that I could change her. It seemed like I kept peeling layer after layer of clothing. Until I got to the end...a wedge piece of some creamy cheese. That's what was left of PK after I'd taken her clothes off to change her - CHEESE!!!
And that was the end of my dream. Freaking weird, if you ask me. I have NO IDEA what it all means. Any interpretations are welcome! :)
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Monday, July 28, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
Strange Dreams
I had the strangest, yet most comforting dream last night. I dreamt that I was in labor. I've had dreams like that before throughout this pregnancy, but this one was a bit different.
A few days ago, for example, I dreamt that I was in labor and that I wasn't at all prepared to go through with it. I kept fumbling through my HypnoBirthing exercises, and was distraught to realize that I'd forgotten my CD of birthing music. The dream ended before the baby was born, which is just as well, because that particular dream had left me a bit frazzled.
In last night's dream, I was in labor again. This time, however, I was applying the HypnoBirthing techniques, so the entire labor was easy and pain-free. The hospital staff were quite supportive about my decision to go the HypnoBirthing route, and let me do my thing. The baby came out in no time, but here's the kicker: when she came out, she was fully-clothed (yellow shirt and denim overalls) and looked like a 2-year-old, even though she was the size of a newborn. Her hair was brown and straight and short, and she had bangs. The other funny thing is that in my dream, she was born in June, which would make her 2 months pre-mature, but that didn't seem to bother me at all.
I'm not at all disturbed by this dream, in spite of the fact that PK was born pre-mature in it. Rather, I am filled with a calming feeling. Maybe it's because I've been really focusing on my HypnoBirthing relaxation techniques over the last few days, determined to show all those non-believers that it IS possible to have a relaxing, pain-reduced (if not pain-free) birth au naturel. These relaxation sessions have certainly changed my overall demeanor lately, and putting me in a surprisingly good mood. (The warmer weather and sunshine help too!) I'm just hoping this more relaxed, less apprehensive (I said less apprehensive, not un-apprehensive :P) of me continues to exist long after PK is born. :)
A few days ago, for example, I dreamt that I was in labor and that I wasn't at all prepared to go through with it. I kept fumbling through my HypnoBirthing exercises, and was distraught to realize that I'd forgotten my CD of birthing music. The dream ended before the baby was born, which is just as well, because that particular dream had left me a bit frazzled.
In last night's dream, I was in labor again. This time, however, I was applying the HypnoBirthing techniques, so the entire labor was easy and pain-free. The hospital staff were quite supportive about my decision to go the HypnoBirthing route, and let me do my thing. The baby came out in no time, but here's the kicker: when she came out, she was fully-clothed (yellow shirt and denim overalls) and looked like a 2-year-old, even though she was the size of a newborn. Her hair was brown and straight and short, and she had bangs. The other funny thing is that in my dream, she was born in June, which would make her 2 months pre-mature, but that didn't seem to bother me at all.
I'm not at all disturbed by this dream, in spite of the fact that PK was born pre-mature in it. Rather, I am filled with a calming feeling. Maybe it's because I've been really focusing on my HypnoBirthing relaxation techniques over the last few days, determined to show all those non-believers that it IS possible to have a relaxing, pain-reduced (if not pain-free) birth au naturel. These relaxation sessions have certainly changed my overall demeanor lately, and putting me in a surprisingly good mood. (The warmer weather and sunshine help too!) I'm just hoping this more relaxed, less apprehensive (I said less apprehensive, not un-apprehensive :P) of me continues to exist long after PK is born. :)
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