Crazy Hormone Induced Dreams

Ever since I can remember, I've been a sleep walker and I sleep "see things".

I've never been one who has interesting dreams on a regular basis though. Never the cool dreams about flying or doing something courageous. Sure, they're in color. But aside from that--they are boring and unrealistic. My "home" in my dreams is not my real home; my "friends" are rarely my real friends. In fact-I cannot remember half of my dreams.

But since I was younger, whenever I'm stressed...mentally or physically exhausted... I do strange things. It all started when I was going to take my first trip away from my parents...and continues now into my twenty-eighth year of life. When I was younger, it usually consisted of me getting out of bed and walking out of my room/house/hotel and looking for something or someone. Although these days, I'm not so much of an escape artist as I am a hallucinater. Yep. I see things: spiders hanging down from the ceiling, bugs or mice on the ground, people. My dear, sweet husband knows the crazy look in my eyes now, and can ring me in and get me back to sleep in seconds.

Enter pregnancy hormones.

Scary Dream #1
One of my first pregnancy dreams, I "woke up" in a panic. Sat straight up and searched around for the baby. Charlie had crawled to the top of the bed and was having trouble getting comfortable...and was scratching around in the sheets and blankets. Apparently this was where Audrey was supposed to be sleeping.

"Where is she!?" I screamed.
Chris woke and looked at me, puzzled, "Who?"
"The baby!" Where is she!?" I couldn't fathom why he was remaining so calm.

This is the moment Chris probably realized his wife was in the running for the loony bin...again. What he said or did is slightly a blur, but I remember becoming acutely aware that I was dreaming and baby was safely in my belly. Even though I knew I was dreaming, I couldn't shake the feelings and was so sad. Darn hormones win.

Scary Dream #2
Sometimes (in real life) Audrey shows us just how little room she has in my uterus. She'll drag her knee or elbow across my belly...and you can see it poking out. Or she'll kick really hard and repeatedly, and I'm convinced I can feel her little foot pushing on my belly. It's crazy to be able to make out the body part (or at least think I can tell what it is).

Well, last night my dreams (and hormones) took this idea a little too far. In dreamland, Audrey was pushing my belly...kicking at first...and then nudging with her baby fist. THEN... apparently my skin became very pliable and I could SEE the details of her hand -- my stomach forming around her as she reached for me!! WHAT THE HECK?? I was so scared, but so amazed at the same time as she tried to hold my finger.

But thinking about this dream now...with sunlight & reason at at the forefront of my mind...and I am completely freaked out! **chills**

Hormones, please have mercy!

And....please, please....don't let my daughter be as crazy as me!!