If you have read my blog at all in the past, you’ve probably heard me mention my friend Safire, a local friend who I do everything with (including washing our hair in front of a video camera!) Safire is the mother of Butterfly (who turns 5 today) and twin 2 year olds, Pirate and Professor. She is also the author of a brand new blog called Water Falling Up (formerly blogging at Living in Maryland). Safire is the first of several guest posters I’ve got lined up over the next few weeks, to give me time to prepare for the classes I am going to be teaching at the Casual Blogger Conference, along with all of the other exciting things going on this month. Enjoy!
I was largely pregnant with my baby girl and I was having a hard time sleeping. I tossed and turned and fluffed pillows. Finally I sighed and snuggled down into my nest and finally felt comfortable. And sadly, my bladder was punched and I had to get up. As I was sitting up to go to the bathroom, I glanced at the window. It was very quiet in the house but I noticed that the window was open. We never open that window. I couldn’t believe that Juice would have opened THAT window.
Time seemed to slow down as I saw the screen slowly move over. Someone was opening the window! Oh no. What’s going on?! My husband is sleeping by my side, totally undisturbed that we are about to be robbed or murdered or something horrible!
I watch gasping as a black gloved hand wraps around our windowsill to pull the intruder’s head into view.
I scream at the top of my lungs and my husband shoots bolt upright in bed. I notice that I am no longer sitting up in bed but laying down. He is groggily asking me what’s wrong and I look at the window. Shut tight. Oh, just a dream. Just to be sure, I make Juice check the window twice to make sure it’s still locked. He is sweet and even walks through the house. It’s 2am and I figure I may as well get up and pee. This baby girl that I’m pregnant with loves to punch my bladder.
Today is that little girl’s birthday. It was 5 years ago today that I became a mother. It was a Tuesday. I had been walking around at 5 centimeters dialated for almost a week. The doctor decided to just induce me and get it over with. Obviously we were ready to go! Two hours later, a beautiful almost 9 lb baby girl was placed in my arms and I felt this overwhelming rush of thankfulness. Thankful that labor was over, but thankful to have a baby of my very own. And thankful to be done with my horribly rotten pregnancy.
I was especially glad to be rid of those horribly vivid nightmares. What were you happy to leave behind in pregnancy?
Safire
PS- I am debuting my brand new blog this week! Please stop by to see it and enjoy a week of giveaways! I have books, gift cards, bath products, and a few other amazing things to give away. Please stop by and enter! www.waterfalling-up.com
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I constantly dreamed of accidentally driving off a cliff with my new baby in the backseat when I was pregnant–all three pregnancies. My brain hates me.
Your story is so scary! I don’t think I could have fallen asleep again, even if it was only a dream.
The worse part for me was constantly being kicked in the ribs. The exact same spot, for about 4 months. I’m surprised the little guy didn’t break them.
That is hilarious. I unfortunately don’t have to be pregnant to have those awful dreams! Ugh. They were worse when I was pregnant but I still have crazy dreams. It drives my husband insane only because it usually involves him doing something wrong haha!
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