Pregnancy dreams.
Saying that dreams during pregnancy are pretty dang weird is really just scratching the surface. I have had horrible night terrors (the other night I awoke to the sound of ghostly footsteps right next to my side of the bed) ~ these tend to be the majority. Others are so incredibly stupid that I've laughed myself awake. Last night's dream was brief, but very vivid:
Nonny has taken Dora spelunking for her birthday (now, this is fine and dandy, except that DORA IS OUR DOG!). Apparently, he thought that it was every dogs dream to go exploring through caves, admiring stalagmites and stalactites. Through the caverns they go, each in safety helmets, and all I can think is, "Good God, I can't believe he paid good money for that!". Naturally. After the adventure was finished, he showed me the pictures that were taken of the trip.
"Make sure you look at the 'Angry' pictures", Nonny says with a smirk.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" I reply.
"You'll see". He's grinning ear to ear.
All of the pictures are dark, with only a few lights (like from miner's helmets) visible. Then, I see what he means about the pictures. In one, my brother is emerging from a dark section of tunnel looking incredibly pissed off. He's wearing a white tank 'wife-beater' top and khaki pants (why this is important, I haven't a clue). In the next photo, he's sitting on the ground with an exaggerated pout expression. Nonny had no idea why my brother was there or what he was so mad about...
Then, I woke up. It was so vivid and strange that it was hard to fall back asleep. Seeing Dora-Lou (aka Toon, Tooney, Lou-Lou) in a hard-hat takes the cake for me, as far as weirdness goes. At least it wasn't a nightmare.
XOXO
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