Delivery dreams
"Awhile back I had a very realistic dream, to a point, about the upcoming delivery. I think as the day draws nearer my dreams will focus more on delivery than on the actual baby, as my other dreams have.
This one was in current time. I was six months pregnant but delivering early. We were at the hospital and it was the most painful thing to me. I actually remember the pain. I tried and tired to push, but there seemed to be a point where no matter what I did I just couldn't push hard enough for delivery to begin.
All the doctors and Ross wanted to me to get an epidural (the drug given to women in labor, via a shot in the lower back) to ease my pain. I objected at first but finally gave in. As soon as the drug was administered, my head grew all swimmy and I felt sick, but the pain subsided. It seemed to have done the trick, however, because I then delivered twin girls (I can't get away from multiples in my dreams). In the dream they had names, but when I woke up I couldn't remember them.
Seeing as we weren't prepared for twins, much less having our babies three months early, we didn't have anything. No cribs, no car seats, no strollers. Either they let us leave the hospital with the babies or the hospital had a store in it, because the next part of the dream had us shopping for car seats and baby carriers. Also by this time there was on only one baby girl, so I'm not sure what happened to the other.
We found a great seat that was the baby-carrier version of those old yellow and red plastic cars kids would play in at Spicers or at a five and dime store -- red car, doors that open, yellow bubbly roof -- you know the one. However, this carrier was pink and purple, and for some reason we were thrilled with it, plastic-ness and all.
I think my subconscious realized that a pink and purple plastic baby carrier was just wrong and to prevent me from buying any other great finds. I woke up."
--Clare. 10/20/05
This one was in current time. I was six months pregnant but delivering early. We were at the hospital and it was the most painful thing to me. I actually remember the pain. I tried and tired to push, but there seemed to be a point where no matter what I did I just couldn't push hard enough for delivery to begin.
All the doctors and Ross wanted to me to get an epidural (the drug given to women in labor, via a shot in the lower back) to ease my pain. I objected at first but finally gave in. As soon as the drug was administered, my head grew all swimmy and I felt sick, but the pain subsided. It seemed to have done the trick, however, because I then delivered twin girls (I can't get away from multiples in my dreams). In the dream they had names, but when I woke up I couldn't remember them.
Seeing as we weren't prepared for twins, much less having our babies three months early, we didn't have anything. No cribs, no car seats, no strollers. Either they let us leave the hospital with the babies or the hospital had a store in it, because the next part of the dream had us shopping for car seats and baby carriers. Also by this time there was on only one baby girl, so I'm not sure what happened to the other.
We found a great seat that was the baby-carrier version of those old yellow and red plastic cars kids would play in at Spicers or at a five and dime store -- red car, doors that open, yellow bubbly roof -- you know the one. However, this carrier was pink and purple, and for some reason we were thrilled with it, plastic-ness and all.
I think my subconscious realized that a pink and purple plastic baby carrier was just wrong and to prevent me from buying any other great finds. I woke up."
--Clare. 10/20/05
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