Those Pregnancy Dreams just got Scary!

Last night, as I drifted off to sleep at the beginning of my 3rd trimester (progress report to come!), my pregnancy dreams officially changed from weird, to frightening! During the week, when Scott is already gone for work, I have a tendency to let my alarm go off for about an hour, hitting the snooze every 9 minutes.  (another problem I would blame on my momma haha).  Which means I only have about 8.5 minutes at a time to drift into a dream -- and that is when I dream the crazy dreams! When I finally turned my alarm off this morning and got out of bed, it was not because I was late for work (I mean I was but that's another point), it's because my last dream was too scary to chance going back to sleep!

I woke up with clear memories of three of my crazy dreams last night.  Join me will you?

Dream #1 -- setting:  Buy Buy Baby (though it looked more like a JC Penney inside). cast:  Me, Scott, Mom and Dad Minneci, Mom and Dad Moran.  time:  Present Day.

Scott and I were trying to order baby furniture.  I was stressed -- white or brown? Matching set or pieces from different collections? What do you means it takes 8 weeks to get here, I'm due in 12 weeks, what if it's late? How will I get everything else done in the nursery in only 4 weeks if it's on time? What chair will I order? I can't do that until I see the furniture in the room! Naturally, Scott took the lead and said "let's get this crib and this dresser."  To which I responded, "No, wait you have to measure the dresser and make sure it's not bigger than the one we already have because that's the biggest dresser that will fit properly in the room."  WHAT? That's when Dad stepped in (and omg I could totally hear his voice as if he was standing next to me saying it) with that half laughing/half whining "You already did this! We already bought you guys furniture. This exact same set! It's already set up in your baby's room!"  Then dream Kelley became real life Kelley and realized "Oh yea. Wait. I don't have to stress about this. We DID buy the furniture already. It IS set up already. The chair is on order and expected in 7 weeks or so. The decor has been planned out. Why am I standing in Buy Buy Baby trying to buy more furniture, omgosh I'm so stressed out I dontevenknowwhatimdoinganymore-- BEEP BEEP BEEP.

Alarm went off and saved me from being stressed in a dream. I then reassured myself there was nothing that had to be done that isn't already in motion, Maizy cuddled by my head, and I drifted back to sleep, trying to slow my heart rate down from the "I don't have any time left!" stress rate.

Dream #2 -- setting: Disneyland, CA (note: when I dream of Disney World in FL, it's quite literally like I'm there. The entire park is plotted out exactly to the tee like it is in Florida and I wake up feeling like I just took an actual vacation. when I dream of Disneyland in CA (a park I have visited far less than FL) it is this dream park that I find myself in A LOT when I dream.  It's a cross between the actual setup of Kings Island, Sesame Street Land, Universal Studios FL, and Disneyland CA and its out in a desert. It's weird, but its ALWAYS the same setup. Crazy) cast:  Gina and I. time: Immediately following my freak out at Buy Buy Baby.

I decided that since I was reordering cribs without any knowledge that I already done so, I needed a stress-free break. Naturally, I ended up in my dream Disneyland Park and Gina was with me! (Sorry Scott, I don't know where you went to, but you're usually with me in DisneyWorld if that makes you feel better!) We walked down Main Street (which is the part of the park that looks like Kings Island and Sesame Street Land) and turned right to go to FantasyLand (this is a fact, if you're in a Disney park, turning right is the quickest way sans going through the crowded castle to get to fantasy land!) and then we entered the Disneyland part of the park. We saw the little bitty Disneyland castle (always tinier in my dream than in real life, I think because the first time I saw it, I was so disillusioned with how much smaller it really is than Cinderellas castle in FL) and saw some characters! What a lovely stress free trip to get my mind off of other stuff! But then Gina wanted to go see the Muppets in 3D show (not sure if disneyland actually has this show but in DW it's in MGM studios, and its one of Scotts favorites ... interesting that it's here). Oh, also Gina and I decided it would be fun to ride around in wheelchairs and do dances, kinda like Artie on Glee! It was fun until we saw these two teenage boys in wheelchairs and we felt bad because we thought they thought we were perfect for them.  Oopsie. So we got out of the chairs and tried to hide in the Muppet theater, but naturally, there was a line. When the boys caught up to us they looked just like the geeky teenage boys that Brenda and Kelly once got set up with on an early episode of 90210.  We felt bad, but then the doors opened and it was our turn to see the show.  But omgosh, it started to get scary. Why do we have to walk down these scary creaky steps to get into the theater. I dont remember this. Why are there only 15 seats in the theater, this is Disneyland! Why do those geeky boys have glowing red eyes! Run!! We took off running. Back through fantasyland, back down main street, fasterfaster -- BEEP BEEP BEEP.

Alarm! Thank gosh. Saved. (You'd think that now I'd get out of bed, nope, decided to try again). This is where it got sccarrry.

Dream #3-- setting: my condo. cast: Me, Maizy ... and Sasparilla. time: present time, but my memory enters mid dream.

I'm lying in my bed thinking about how excited I am that I bought another dog! Her name is Sasparilla and she was really expensive (over $1000) but everyone says this dog is so worth it and I'm so excited to have her. She's sleeping in her doggie bed in the babys new room (which looked, in my dream, exactly as it does at this moment in reality. It's painted blue and the built baby furniture is in there, but not decorated).  I get out of bed to go take her and Maizy for a walk, but as I enter the room I notice that there is dog poop all over the floor and her doggie bed. Oh yea, I forgot, new doggie means I have to potty train a dog again! Then I look down at Sasparilla and oh my! Why didn't I notice this before!? This dog is not cute and cuddly, it looks like a mesh between an anteater, an eel, a snake, and a sloth!! It's slimy and slithery and black with red eyes and big claws and gnarly teeth! It slithers around like a snake,sloth, eel, cat hissing meanly.  I tell myself, no, this is your dog you will love it no matter what!! Then, as I try to get Maizy and Sasparilla on their leashes for their walks, (ill! I don't even want to touch Sasparilla!!) Sasparilla starts pooping all over my living room and then climbing pipes up the wall, slithering up the wall, all the while staring it me with its spooky red eyes! Then all of a sudden it's flying across the room. Right at me!! It literally leaps and flys all over the place, over my head, around Maizy, claws and teeth on full display. Its the spawn of Satan dog! I'm terrified of it! Like in the same way I would be if a giant flying sewer rat was leaping all around my living room at me! And all I can think is "Ohmygosh I can't even get rid of this because Scott is going to be so mad that I paid over a grand for this Satan creature and I have to love it no matter what but I'm so incredibly scared of it how am I going to live --- BEEP BEEP BEEP!

Oh Thank God. This time I did not hit snooze. I hit alarm off. I felt out for my snuggly little Maizy all curled up near my neck. Ah, no slimy eel dog here. But then I thought, Oh dear, What if this dream is trying to tell me something about the baby??? I mean Sasparilla lived in the babys room! What if my baby is the spawn of Satan and I have to learn to love it anyways because I wanted it and it's my baby and even if it has red eyes and claws and climbs walls and poops all over my house and flies across the room to attack me I'm going to have to love it anyways!!

Its 1pm (yes I was late for work and I'm blogging instead of working! geez people off my back!) and I've still got scary butterflies in my tummy from my dream. And when I was sitting on the edge of my bed putting my boots on (yes, it is also May and I'm wearing Uggs UGH!) I stared nervously at the closed door of the babys room across the hall praying that Sasparilla was, in fact, a dream. (And I may have ran out of the condo quickly just in case she wasn't!) EEK!