My family made it to about 8:10pm on New Year's Eve. The boys ASKED to go to bed while we were all laying in Mom & Dad's bed watching a movie that was only about half over. Once they were tucked in and asleep hubby and I couldn't help ourselves. We buttoned up the house, turned out all the lights and were both fast asleep by 8:30pm! Hahaha! Oh my gosh I crack myself up. I woke up around 12:05am hearing fireworks, popping and some yelling or cheering, but once I realized the rest of my fam was still sleeping (hubby told me in the morning that he'd woken up around the same time to the same noises but also went right back to sleep...) I rolled over and snoozed myself further until SEVEN am on New Year's Day! I'll take it. Seriously, my twerps are usually up by 6am and I woke up VERY happy to find that I'd slept over 10 hours.
But despite getting a terrific night's sleep, last night was the first real night I had pregnancy nightmares. And thankfully they were - even in their nightmarish-ness - sort of silly enough that they didn't really terrify me.
The first nightmare I had was about where we delivered baby and by WHOM our baby was delivered. In real life, we are switching hospitals this time after two pretty not-wonderful experiences at the place about a 2 minute drive from our house. The new hospital is only about 5 to 10 minutes away...so this is not a big change. And I needed a new care provider anyway, after also being generally unhappy the last two times, so having to switch docs to one who delivers at the new hospital was no biggie at all. In my nightmare last night, I went into labor suddenly and the baby was COMIN' out! So hubby just drove me as fast as he could to the place right here by our house and I was rushed into the hospital where THE DOCTOR WHO I STILL BELIEVE FORCED ME INTO AN INDUCTION and consequently C-SECTION with Henry (in real life) said, "I don't care if that baby's coming out! I'm giving you another c-section!" And then she wheeled me into the operating room where she continued to berate me for bad-mouthing her all over town (I have...but usually I don't mention her name, just tell people how awful my first ob/gyn was...) while she surgically removed my baby from my body. Awful.
Then the second nightmare was after we'd gotten home from the hospital and I was taking a nap with the baby in a bassinet right next to my bed. Henry and Eddie decided to "help" Mommy out by taking the baby for a walk so I could sleep longer. And so I woke up (in my nightmare) to find my house completely empty and not knowing where ANY of my children were...that one is still giving me the creeps, actually.
The third one I don't remember that well, but had something to do with the new baby TALKING to me while I was changing his/her (I think it was a "she" in my dream...but don't remember) diaper. That also freaked me out.
I don't recall EVER having pregnancy-related nightmares before. The whole time I was preggo with Henry other friends would tell me about these terrifying dreams/nightmares and I just could not relate. I was brimming with self-confidence and could not have been more ready to have a baby. I don't think I had any worries in my sub-conscious that needed to come out in my nocturnal thoughts. With Eddie, I was raising an 11 to 20 month old during that pregnancy - one who was still nursing AND in diapers - and so I was just too pooped for worry or nightmares, I think. Haha! I didn't have time for such foolishness. This time I think I am letting my mind and body occasionally think, "Oh crap. Do I have it in me to handle 3 children under age 5 on a DAILY basis without losing/breaking/ruining one of them?" I think the nightmares I had last night were all related to some anxieties I have with this pregnancy. I do worry. And I'm trying for a VBA2C (vaginal birth after 2 cesareans) which is both risky and semi-rare (well, not THAT rare, but also not THAT common...KNIM?) and could be impossible for me if I have another 10 lb. babe that won't fit down into that birth canal.
Did you ever have pregnancy-induced or related nightmares? Or just plain ole' bizarre and crazy thoughts or dreams? In a way I hope I don't have any more, but in another way I wonder what else my brain is capable of cooking up while I sleep. :)
