Do you remember yours? I’ve had a couple of vivid ones over the last few weeks, and they are all “guilty mother” dreams. Geez, what does that say about my sub-conscious?
I usually hate it when people decide to give you a blow by blow of their dreams but in this instance… too bad. This is my blog and you don’t have to read this if you don’t want to 
1. Guilty Mother Dream # 1
In this dream, I was sitting at a restaurant table having dinner with a bunch of girlfriends/acquaintances (made up ones in the dream, not real ones). One of them turned to me and said “oh, so you’ve recently had a little girl… what’s her name?”. I’m put on the spot and for the life of me, I can’t remember what we named her. So I blurt out the first name that comes into my head: “Josephine“.
Don’t get me wrong, I like that name, but it’s not Alexandra. It wasn’t even on our list. Even in the dream, I’m sweating it, thinking “I know that’s not it… but now that I’ve said it, I’m going to have to continue on with this lie with this group of people for perpetuity.”
I woke up in a panic but was relieved to find that I did in fact remember my daughter’s name. Still felt guilty for getting it wrong in the dream, though…
2. Guilty Mother Dream # 2
This occurred on the weekend just past, when we were staying in the city at my parents’ house. I dreamed that my husband was chastising me for doing Drambuie shots, especially as I was still breast-feeding Alexandra. Nice going Sass - a drunk, nursing my own child. Classy! Not only did I wake up feeling guilty about my lack of control, I was also shocked that I was not only doing shots, but Drambuie shots at that. Who the hell drinks Drambuie? (Except for my Dad, who is partial to the occasional Rusty Nail to round out a big night). Far more likely to be champagne, if I was to do such a thing!!
So there you have it. I’m sure I’m in store for a life time of mother guilt – both real and imagined. Let the fun begin!
Oh jesus there are mother dreams? I’m going out of my mind with *wedding* dreams!
I keep dreaming I leave my baby somewhere. And I panic, trying to find her. Poor Little G.
K xx
I have wedding dreams too, S, and ours was months ago! I frequently have dreams that we have to do it again, or that our second, ‘real’, wedding is coming up and I’m disappointed everyone’s already seen everything, or that the wedding is happening for the first time but I haven’t planned anything and it’s all going very badly and all the suppliers are late and it’s a complete schmozzle. All complete nightmares.
Sass, I’m sort-of not surprised at the Drambuie. Brucie has to shine through in those genes somewhere! And we all have a little trashbag in us really – don’t you remember all those nights at Silver’s?!
Mmm… an acute memory and Silver’s doesn’t really go hand in hand… too many cheap “Illusion shakers”. Ergh