I’ve heard from many women that they all had strange and vivid dreams while pregnant. I did not encounter this with Sacha. This time around, I sometimes wake up and believe that what I dreamed actually happened, then call my sister to make sure she didn’t die, or call my friend to make sure he wasn’t trampled in a horrible running-of-the-cow parade.
Last night’s siesta took the cake.
I dreamed I had triplets, all boys, and had to nurse them all at the same time. I had them placed on a couch and did the old “lean over” method. Sweet jebus! To make it more interesting, as they nursed, they morphed into toddlers, and all started biting me!
I woke up petrified. Wouldn’t you?