Pregnancy Dreams

Anyone who knows me or my family well, knows that we are dreamers and not just the "I want to conquer the world" type of dreamer... the kind that dreams dreams at night.  The kind that has so many children who dream dreams that he used to say he was charging us for having to sit through hearing about them at the breakfast table!    

I have always had very vivid dreams,but now that I am pregnant.. they have gone to a whole 'nother level!!

So... Last night I dreamed the weirdest dream... First of all: I fell asleep with baby girl kicking the living daylights out of my innards, or what were my innards at least.

  Then I dreamed that she kicked me SO much that she kicked a hole in my stomach and she was actually only held in by 3 pairs of tights.  You know, the white knit ones... ya, so I didn't know what to do about it!
  The hole was too big to sew up and she kept sticking her head out of it so we just took her out.  She was all dressed up in the little polkadot outfit that I posted on facebook yesterday and she kept rooting around looking for food which apparently I had none of.
 So I asked Mark,  "What should I feed her???" and he said, "Oh how about just some baby food!   Sarah feeds hers baby food right away and look how healthy they are!"
 But we didn't have any baby food so I gave her a chunk of cantaloupe and she choked on the rind.. (what sort of mother gives an infant cantaloupe with the RIND ON!!).
 So then I called my sister-in-law Mary and explained via voice mail and text (because she didn't answer her phone) that I had a little problem... I hadn't been in or gone through labor but I had the baby and I didn't know what I should do about the placenta which was still inside me!!!
  She didn't write me back,  so I called the midwife and very patiently explained to her that the baby had kicked a hole in my stomach (all three pairs of tights worth of it) and that I tried feeding her cantaloupe and she was just fine except she didn't like the rinds, and that I didn't know what to do about my placenta since I had not gone through labor and how was I supposed to get rid of it!  She replied very promptly with "You're drunk.  Go back to bed".
  But I really didn't feel drunk because I was HOLDING THE BABY!!  but the more we talked about it the more I started to wonder if I was dreaming and started to freak out about whether or not I had called the midwife in my dream or in real life.
  Mary re- entered at this point and told me that she and Eric were having a good laugh because I was most certainly dreaming...

 Then I woke up.... and guess who was still kicking the living daylights out of my innards.....

I also dreamed about being raided by Indians (feather) and several other things that I remembered when I woke up but I can't remember now.    What a night!!

PS.  That one was free... ;-)