Who would win? Kevin Dillon (from Entourage) or Santa Clause?

In the mornings when my alarm goes off I like to hit the snooze button. And while I "snooze" I usually have what I like to call snippet dreams. These are quick and they usually make me happy...which is why I normally hit the snooze button more than once.

Last night (or this morning) I had a snippet dream that literally had me waking up laughing.

I had a dream that Kevin Dillon (of Entourage fame and brother of Matt Dillon) was having a race with Santa Clause. What were they racing? Matt was cutting my back yard on a ride on lawn mower and Santa was cutting the front! I love on 3 acres so it was a worthy battle and I didn't really see Santa. He was way at the front of our land in front of the tall grass so all I could see what is hat whipping back and forth. (Nobody ever really sees Santa, right).

Anyway, like I said...it was a snippet so I have no clue who won. My brother was in on the race too. He was cutting the side lawn but he didn't have a hope in hell against the other two.

I looooove snippet dreams. They are little bundles of happiness.

The one that wasn't so much fun.

I am posting this dream because all women go through moments of excitement and of fear when they are pregnant. My fear was that I hadn't felt my baby move yet. I'm at 18 weeks and all the books say that it can happen as early at 15 weeks so I was starting to wonder if it would ever happen. It my waking hours it didn't really bother me all that much. It was more a bother to me, I just wanted to feel that little kick to know there really was something in there and that I wasn't just getting huge!

2 mights ago I had a dream that was fast and dirty. But it shook me for the whole day. I simply dreamed that my baby had no heart beat. In my dream I had one of those at home heartbeat finders and I couldn't locate my baby's heartbeat. I went to the doctor and all the nurse would do was take my blood. Why couldn't SHE find the heartbeat for me? That would be such a fast solution and put my mind at ease. I woke up with no answers and still thinking that my baby had no heartbeat. I told this dream to my fiancee who told me that was a horrible thing to dream but that it's natural (he is one of those guys that actually reads the books). I knew that logically but it still shook my whole day. How scary is that?

The wonderful silver lining of that dream is that last night when I was laying in bed reading my book, I felt a little flutter. And then another. And then a strong kick.

It was the most glorious feeling in the whole entire world. My baby seems to love the sound of his daddy's voice because when he talked to me last night seemed to be when I felt the most movement. How FREAKING cool!

The Chickens and the Cats

I can always tell where portions of my dreams come from and the three key portions of this particular dream come from my work, the book I am currently reading and my pet cat Ron.

I like to call this one, "The Chickens and the Cats"

I am in my salon one day when I walk upstairs to the office area of the building and I see these ginormous chickens and roosters filling the top floor. These are no normal chickens and roosters. They are abnormal colors and about 3 feet high. Some of them don't have wings and some of them are kind of faceless. To say the least, they were weird and definitely not from this world. To keep them from taking over the entire salon I try to close some of them in the office, however while I am doing this more of the giants make it down the stairs to the salon level of my store. I know that I absolutely can't let the beasts go down the next flight of stairs....that is where the clients are waiting for their stylists to come and get them. I need a solution! And FAST!

What is the best solution for ridding my salon of these alien poultry!? Why cats of course!! But not just any cats, VERY LARGE ORANGE CATS. (Did I mention that I dream in color?) So my co-workers and I gather about 15 orange cats that seem to be conveniently located just outside the front door of the building, throw them up the stairs into the salon and close the door behind them. After a little time it seemed to work. The chickens and roosters had left the building but the bird and feline battle left one hell of a mess in the salon.

Think the dream is over there? Not quite....I still have strangeness in me. We still need to clean the salon up and rid the building of the many orange cats that we used. However, I know that among those cats is my loved pet Ron. As I mentioned earlier, the only cats that can get rid of giant chickens are Orange cats, therefore all of the cats looked exactly the same, but I need to find Ron. So what do I do? I start picking up the cats and smelling their bums because I know for sure that my cat has the smelliest bum of them all...I woke up before I found him.


(Just as an aside to this dream...my cat doesn't actually have the smelliest bum in the world, but lets just say that you know when he has used his litter. It can definitely clear a room.

Or a whole house.

A class with blue hairs and cucumbers? Oh dear!!!

Okay.
So I apologize that the first really pregnant dream that I remember seems to be on the sex side of things. However, it is not what you would think when I tell you that I had a "sex" dream.

It starts with me walking into a big room at a seniors complex. Seated in a semi circle at one end of the room are a bunch of elderly women. Why am I in this room one may ask? Apparently I have been hired by the activities manager of complex to teach the old women how to give great head. That is right people! I am there to teach old women how to go down on their old men! As I look around the room I discover that the ladies have been instructed to bring with them props that they think would be appropriate to help them learn the wonderful techniques that I have to offer. I see carrots, lotion bottles, rolled up socks ( I felt bad for that lady because her sock seemed quite floppy), and of course the ever popular cucumber.

I didn't make it very far into that dream. (Thank God!) I got as far as teaching them proper stroking technique and the importance of lube when I was woken up by what else.....the urge to PEE!! I can't say that I was upset about being taken out of that dream, however the bathroom break has ruined many other wonderful dreams.

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So what is this blog about?
Well, it's about my dreams and possible the dreams of other preggo's! Like I have mentioned in my little write up along the side of this page, I have crazy dreams on a good day but with raging hormones I seem to have dreams that leave this world and come back again. Some of my posts will be short and some longer, some will be pretty tame and some will be all about sex. And of course...some will be quite strange. (Like when I post about the dream I had about giant chickens and roosters....more about that later.)
My hopes for this site is that you share it with your friends and possibly share some of your dreams with me so I can share them with other pregnant women, then they will know they are not alone...and that they aren't going crazy.

I hope you all enjoy what I have to write about. And please remember when you read the funky posts, that I am not a loon. I am simply pregnant and hormonal!

And now I shall let you into my mind.

Carpe Diem!
S