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12-3-2009 - dreams

My mood while writing this blog: thoughtful

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So last night I had another nightmare.. only this time I was in a huge house with a load of women and everyone was soo happy. I was taking care of them and feeding everyone butterflies (yes they were eating butterflies..lol) and then I got a phone call about a job I have been applying for and before I could say anything the guy on the phone told me they didn't want to hire me..so i begged and pleaded my case to him but he hung up on me. (that was the nightmare part but the dream continued)

as I was talking to him I was passing all these lovely ladies and they were still all lounging around on giant pillows but now they had ice cream and wine and most of them were wearing colourful stripy shirts.

and then I went into the kitchen and when I turned around my son was in the doorway (now the only son I have, was lost to me at 16 weeks). He was soo perfect. but he was all grown up, he was tall and handsome and soo smart and confident. we stood in the kitchen and we talked for a while (I can't remember what we said) but all I could feel was that unconditional ethereal love we had for each other when he was in my tummy. (I dreamt of him before when I was pregnant and it was the same warm glowing feeling...enough to make you dizzy). and then I woke up sobbing. it was like losing him again only this time being able to see what and who he would have grown into.

it was sooo vivid! and I have to say I produced one cute figment kid!

have any of you done that? imagined what your baby would have looked like? or dreamt about them grown?

its like torture! I want to go back to that dream soo bad! but the reality is my boy will never grow up.

ok... that was my dream... weird and wonderous.. just thought I would share cuz it was just sooo vivid! man I need to get pregnant fast!! at least then I can blame my mood swings on pregnancy! lol

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4 Comments on dreams


tto - Monday, 16 Mar
Maybe it was really him visiting you- I believe in that, that God works through your dreams. And even if it's hard to believe and sometimes we're scared to believe in that, it won't hurt anything to believe that it was your son. I wish I would have a dream of my two sons. What a happy day when we will all be reunited with our children. I praise God that my children aren't just simply gone, vanished forever, but they are in a real place that I will one day be.

roosa - Thursday, 12 Mar
What a precious dream, but also hard, I know. Shortly after I lost my Kathleen I dreamt I saw her in a dream. She was about 4. Blue eyes, blond hair in pig tales. She was beautiful. I have also had a very early loss at 5 weeks but I have dreamt I held a little boy in my arms with brown eyes and brown curly hair and I believe that was him. I may over-analyze things but it comforted me and that's what matter most... I hope your dream too will bring you comfort, even though it is hard.

vicki--mommy of 4 - Thursday, 12 Mar
Awwww hun, I know it had to be hard waking up. Keep it as a beautiful memory hun. Take care of yourself. It's going to happen for you, I can just feel it. ((((HUGE HUGS)))))

janet1972 - Thursday, 12 Mar
That is a beautiful dream. I understand though last week I had a dream of my baby boy but mine was that he was a newborn and that I was holding him in my arms and I had all these beautiful outfits that I bought him before he was born and I was putting them on him and he look so beautiful and I was telling myself see I knew he would look gorgeous with the outfits I bought and I remember him sleeping and I was happy to be with him. I know how you feel, but from time to time I dream of him and I know I have him close by even though I tell God that I am selfish because I wish he was with me instead of with him. I miss him terribly but I tell his little soul that I am proud to have had him for a little while but that I wanted and loved him dearly and that if he sees me crying is because I miss him but that I am happy that he is with little angels that look after him while I am not there but that one day I will be and we will be together and I will take care of him. I am sorry I can't help crying when I am writing this blog. All I want to say is that I understand.