Aaaaaand now I’m totally over it and feeling normal again. I can’t even begin to understand what my problem was yesterday. Except for the Jigglypuff part. I’m still enormous.
But I dreamt that we had to peel off all the wall paper in the baby’s room in order to do something to the undercoat (even though in real life it’s just paint, not paper) and a girl I went to school with in elementary school (who isn’t even on my Facebook) showed up acting all suspicious, and wouldn’t tell me why she was there. I knew her mother was having some kind of feud with MY mother, and she kept trampling on the paper and wrecking it and I was just freaking out sobbing with stress because my baby’s room was going to be totally ruined. And the girl from elementary was like “you’re CRAZY” and my mother was all like “I am so suing you and your mother too” to her.
What do you suppose that means?
And THEN I dreamed that I went to the OB who was like “you have the scariest yeast infection EVAR, take pills for a month at least” and then I forgot to book my next week’s appointment because Natalie from Mommy By Day was in town and was going to meet me at the mall so I was in a rush, but when I got to New York Fries there were only some imposingly tall and blond drug company reps in white lab coats and I was confused and made excuses and “lost” them in the crowd because I didn’t know what to do. Perfect Husband was there and ordered me a poutine, but I started getting text messages from the drug rep people going “where are you? We’re buying baby things!” and I didn’t know who they were or what to do and couldn’t relax.
So, clearly my mental state is MUCH BETTER today.
If By Yes 
Just popped over to see if you had the baby yet! When I was at the end of my pregnancy it used to drive me crazy how people were constantly asking, “Did you have the baby yet?” Baby yet?” “No baby?” “Baby??” “You’re STILL pregnant?”
Hilarious dream! I used to have whacked out dreams when I was pregnant too.
I think your dream is almost as crazy as the one I had where President Obama gave me some sweet tattoos.
Anxiety dreams. 110% normal.
Here’s one of mine that I remember best: I was in labour, and gave birth to a perfect baby boy (and guess what? that pregnancy DID result in a baby, even though I had had no tests which would’ve told me that!). A perfect boy, except …
that while his head was perfectly normal, his body was COMPLETELY FLAT!!! Flat, blue-ish, and rubbery, like a deflated punching balloon. I freaked out.
“Not to worry!” the nurse assured me. “You just have to blow him up!” and she proceeded to puff into the stump of the umbilical cord, and inflate my baby. When she was done, she tied a knot in it and handed him over.
And he was perfect. Absolutely perfect.
Expectant mothers excel at weird dreams. You should invite readers to contribute their own. It will make you feel much better… or at least, not isolated in your weirdness…
Oops. The above should have read, “And guess what? That pregnancy DID result in a baby boy…”
Geez…
Interesting, reading your first comment my brain filled in “boy” so I had to go back and re-read to see what your mistake was!
Oh, man, I understand. I got fat face and fat arms and couldn’t fit my rings back on until 10 weeks AFTER having Sailor.
And the registry thing is annoying, isn’t it? I had two baby showers – one in Los Angeles and one at home in Tennessee and the majority of people bought clothes and blankets and NOT MUCH AT ALL off my registry! People who don’t have babies don’t understand that a baby registry IS NOT like a wedding registry. Wedding registrys usually have china and blenders that you’ll never use, while a baby registry contains all the things YOU NEED to care for the baby and if other people don’t help you out by purchasing things off it, then you’re stuck footing the bill! Oy.