Rapunzel wrote: When I was pregnant with my daughter I had LOTS of dreams about death!
Apparently, according to the dream books, its quite common to dream of death when you are expecting!
Anyway, I had so many bad dreams that I got to the stage where I was sitting up all night cos I was too scared to sleep! Not good, when I had a two-year-old to take care of also!
The dreams I remember include:
One dream, where I lived in this huge mansion. It was an absolutely gorgeous house (which I've never seen in my life before!) In the dream I was never in the house, but digging in the huge knot garden outside. As I dug I uncovered something made of metal. It was bright shiny silver, and when I dug it out of the ground it turned out to be shaped like a bullet...except it was about 6 feet long!
As I watched, a door in the bullet opened and out stepped a WWII pilot who had been shot down overhead! Considering he'd been dead for 50 years or so, he was in quite good condition...except his ears were mouldy!! :-3
He helped me dig up 5 other airmen from his plane, all of whom were buried in silver bullets alongside his....and all of whom had ears in various stages of decay!!
Another dream was of a family beach barbecue. All of my hubbys family were there. Suddenly this huge wave roared towards the beach. Everyone ran to escape except hubby and mother-in-law who jumped into a little 'Herbie' car.
They shouted at me to join them, and I was about to, but suddenly I turned and ran with all the others to safety. Hubby turned the Herbie car and drove straight into the sea! I knew he and M-I-L would drown and I was petrified that when the car came back to the beach they would be staring at me out of huge round dead eyes! Scary! But when the wave eventually pushed them back on shore, their eyes had been stitched closed so they couldn't stare at me! :-4
In another dream I was walking through some beautiful parkland, when I suddenly realised my little boy was missing. There were lots of oblong lakes in the park around me. As I searched for my son I jumped over every lake, even though they were about 10 feet wide! As I searched I suddenly realised I hadn't looked inside the lakes! I was jumping one at that moment and so looked down....and saw my dead son looking up at me from the bottom of a 10 foot deep lake!
In another, I stood at the end of an underpass....and hacked everyone who walked through it to pieces, with a very long sharp kitchen knife! Yuk!
These might not sound too bad here, but they scared the socks off me!
I also found I couldn't eat anything apart from vegetarian food for the whole pregnancy. I basically lived on salad sandwiches as I couldn't even eat cheese let alone tuna or chicken, etc. After her birth I could eat fish and chicken again, but I havent been able to eat red meat or even ham, since she was born.
Interestingly, my daughter is also a vegetarian and has never eaten meat by choice. She also has dreadful nightmares and often climbs in my bed during the night in floods of tears! What makes her dreams worse is that she can feel pain in her dreams. Most people, if they dreamed they were being chased by sharks, would feel scared...but would swim away! My daughter wakes up in terror because the sharks have caught her and she can feel them biting into her and eating her!
As a further note, I never had dreams like this with my son. But I did become pregnant again when my daughter was nearly two. I was expecting twins, but sadly I miscarried them both. One twin died at about 10 weeks and the other at about 12 weeks. For the first 10 weeks of my pregnancy I felt on top of the world, just as I had felt when carrying my son. I didn't realise at the time I was carrying twins, I thought it was just one baby. So I was sure I was having another boy. However, after 10 weeks I bagan having incredibly scary nightmares again, that scared the life out of me! Then suddenly they stopped! It was very bizarre! I put it all down to the very traumatic time we were going through at that point. My daughter, then 18months old, was diagnosed as a brittle asthmatic, meaning she got very sick very quickly. She had been rushed to hospital twice in 4 weeks and the second time she was put on a life-support machine and the doctors told us she would die! As you can imagine - we were inconsolable! But, Thank God, after a terrible week on life-support, she managed to pull through!
So I blamed my horrible nightmares on going through that dreadful time, as by then we were home after living at the hospital for several weeks!
Anyway, shortly after that I went for my first scan and was told (a) that I was having twins and (b) that they had both died! They gave me the scan pictures and told me when each twin had died. I believe when you die you can look back on your life and see all the good and bad things you have done. (I also believe in reincarnation). And I know when I see that time in my life, that I will find out that the first twin was a boy and the second was a girl!
If anyone else goes through a miscarriage, I have to say that it helped me to name them (my husband said I was mad!) and my priest said a mass for them. It's not much - but it helped!
Sorry this is such a long reply.
When I was pregnant, I dreamt I had a ceasarian. Guess what? I had to have a c-section. Unable to have babies the natural route. Pelvis wont budge.
