I had yet another dream about being pregnant last night. I've been having them for a while and they've gotten more and more real every time. The first one was a month or so ago and very surreal, I was in my house and super pregnant, but it turned out that you can take out a baby and put it in the washer, and thus take a break from the pregnancy. I did but I forgot to put the babies back inside me and there ended up being a bunch of babies and tiny body parts poring out of my dryer, and I was hysterical, screaming for my mom to help me. It was terrifying.
Last night my dream wasn't a story, more of a moment in time--putting my hand on my stomach and feeling the baby kicking. I woke up a little and I could still feel it--for a moment I thought I was actually pregnant! it turns out that I had had my hand on my stomach in real life the whole time, and I had been feeling my own heartbeat in this one spot that kind of pulses sometimes.
But it was so freaky! One of my worst fears is pregnancy for some reason, when I was younger and didn't know how that *stuff* happens I was always afraid I would wake up pregnant one day, and that I would miscarry...that's the very worst thing that I can imagine happening. The weird thing is that there is absolutely no chance of my actually being pregnant.
So why am I so afraid?