Ok, I had my first wacky delivery dream last night. And it seemed really long. It's a bit disturbing so I'm rating it PG-13.
So, I wasn't in labor, so it wasn't painful, but for some reason my sister T was coaching me on delivering. We were on a couch so I could kneel on it and squat and it all seemed a bit premature to me. I went along with it anyway. There was some crazy male nurse there. It was taking a while so he told me to go home but I was like... uh.. it's nearly out! I could feel that the baby was... uh... crowning? What's it called when the head is in the canal? Cause that's where I was, and walking around. It was lunacy, I know. It's a dream. So I went to the nurse and he wouldn't help. So I went back to T and she said, "Well, just keep going then." And so we did and out he came.
He was nearly full sized (which is weird considering it was premature) and he started breathing right off. I had been worried that stuck in the canal while I was getting help he was getting deprived of oxygen. T cleaned him up and handed him over and he was just too cute, but a little pointy. Very sharp chin, hard cheekbones for a baby, and slit eyes. The weirdest thing was the tail. He had a short tail extending from his bottom, perhaps 3 - 4 inches long. It wagged and extended from his tail bone. I was not particularly worried, I associated it with his being premature. T assured me it would fall off on it's own. It was REALLY very strange.
So I spoke to him. I told him it was all right, that mommy was here. (I've given up on the mama business, I just can't get myself to call myself that. Funny.) He opened his eyes and looked at me and started talking back. So I took him in this huge communal bath thing and warmed the water and cleaned him up. We talked the whole time. I told him I was excited to have him here and that he looked like a neat cross between B and I. He was a slightly darker shade of caramel than I am with black curly hair which was thin and soft like mine was when I was a baby, only mine was straight. It took a little while for the curls to develop.
After the bath, we went somewhere else. There was a fair and some crazy activity happening with a flying train. It was very strange. I don't remember much of that part only that I was helping to catch a bad guy and that DJ was with me or very near by the whole time.
Hey, I told you it was weird. It was only in the last month and a half or so that I've even had dreams where I was pregnant in them. I'm still more than 3 months away from my due date and I'm having dreams about delivering. It wasn't a scary delivery though, I was very calm. Which is a little comforting.
Before bed, I was listening to some classical music. Eine Kleine Nachtmusik was supposed to play. I think I passed out before I heard it though. I was hoping it would calm DJ down at bed time. Uh, not so much. We wasn't punching my bladder or doing the superman, but he was jamming and dancing nonetheless. At least the music helped me pass out anyway.
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