Nightmare!
Had this awful nightmare last night - the kind where you finally wake up because you've been crying in your dream.
I dreamt I had a baby. A tiny tiny baby.
That's not the worst part.
I WAS THE WORLD'S WORST MOTHER!! I'd lose him and find him under a stack of magazines. I'd wonder if I remembered to put him chest down in the crib and walked in a room and find that I didn't even put him in a crib, I just left him on the floor. I asked someone how often I was supposed to feed him, and the guy said "Every four hours" and I said, "Oh, I've only been feeding him three times a day!" And I got distracted while changing his diaper, and I came back to find him hanging off the changing table by only his chin (dream illogic) and dying. So I went to my friend Nicole Kidman and started crying about how I was just such an awful mother. And I cried so hard I finally woke up.
Strange dream. I guess the obvious interpretation is that I must think I'd make a terrible mom. I asked Max what he thought of it and he said he thought it meant HE was pregnant. Funny.
I dreamt I had a baby. A tiny tiny baby.
That's not the worst part.
I WAS THE WORLD'S WORST MOTHER!! I'd lose him and find him under a stack of magazines. I'd wonder if I remembered to put him chest down in the crib and walked in a room and find that I didn't even put him in a crib, I just left him on the floor. I asked someone how often I was supposed to feed him, and the guy said "Every four hours" and I said, "Oh, I've only been feeding him three times a day!" And I got distracted while changing his diaper, and I came back to find him hanging off the changing table by only his chin (dream illogic) and dying. So I went to my friend Nicole Kidman and started crying about how I was just such an awful mother. And I cried so hard I finally woke up.
Strange dream. I guess the obvious interpretation is that I must think I'd make a terrible mom. I asked Max what he thought of it and he said he thought it meant HE was pregnant. Funny.
posted by S at 12:27 PM
1 Comments:
first, face up to wake up. kids sleeping on their backs die of sids less often.
second, maybe you just feel overwhelmed by something that you think should seem like a big deal, but is really just this small piece of life that you're wondering how to take care of. maybe it was just a dream.
i hate nightmares, especially when you wake up sweaty from having to run or escape.
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