I’ve always been fascinated with dreams and what they mean. In high school I was fascinated by psychology and when we would study dreams. I do remember studying Sigmund Freud and it seemed like with him all dreams went back to having something do with sex. *eye roll*
The other night I had a dream that I was 6 months pregnant with a baby boy. It didn’t come out in the dream who the father was. I remember in the dream I was hugely pregnant and I was hanging out with some friends at a restaurant. Most of all, I remember being SUPER happy in the dream.
With that being said, I find this dream quite odd. Why? Because it seems the older I get, the more little kids irritate the crap right out of me. There are days where I want to grow old with someone and have babies, and then there are other days where I want to be the single cat lady and live by myself.
There has also been a couple of times where I have had dreams like this and then a day or two later, I find out that someone I know is pregnant. This time I know NO ONE who is pregnant or who might even be close to being pregnant. And Lord knows, I’m as single as they get, so it can’t possibly be me.
So, I just found this dream interesting. It has made me think.
Do you remember your dreams? What do you think of my dream?