Another Weird Dream

I woke again in the middle of the night in the middle of a disturbing dream, and my mouth guard was again out of my mouth. (Translation, since it was a disturbing dream I was most certainly grinding my teeth — not a good way to get rid of my headache!)

In this dream, I was having a baby alone in a hospital room. A nurse kept taking my temperature and checking how far I’d dilated, but she was the only one who came into the room. I was bleeding a lot, and I was scared. At one point, I walked out into the hallway to see if the father was there or someone to be with me. I saw my dad, who just looked at me and left. (Totally out of character — he’d be the first one there if I needed someone.) So I ended up back in my hospital bed. I started to feel the baby’s head, and the nurse came in to say it was on the way. I have some vague memory of pushing to no avail, and holding on to the guard rails above my head for strength. Then I woke up.

Perhaps the most disturbing part of the dream is that I don’t want kids. Ever. So the thought of being pregnant is absolutely horrifying.

On a different note, Andrew and I were at Target today (my favorite store in the entire world), and we tried to pick up a copy of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. They had shelves full of the full screen version, but not a single wide screen one. Either people are getting smarter, and realizing that they see more of the original movie with wide screen, or Target didn’t get many of the wide screen version. There was shelf space for it, so hopefully they’ll have it later. But that was just weird.