Week 25: weird dreams

This week has been quite painful. It's increasingly diffcult to walk and to carry weight. My back and hips hurt all the time and I'm getting varicose veins which are really painful. I'm not afraid to mention these things because then people will understand why I'm so cranky lately.

I also had a very weird dream last night. I dreamt that my contractions started and I told Doug that it was time to go to the hospital. So we left the house, but we had to walk along a path and up a really steep hill to get to there. We were almost at the top of the hill when I couldn't go on anymore and I had to lay down and have the baby right there within viewing distance of the hospital.

After laboring for a short time, I laid an egg. It was basically a semi-hard white pod with our baby in it and we could see him through a window which showed his head. We wrapped the egg up and carried it the rest of the way to the hospital and told them what had happened. A nurse took it from us and she gently removed the baby from the pod and checked his vital signs. Then the baby was swaddled and placed into my arms at which point I noticed that he was much smaller than usual, perfectly proportioned.

I don't know what I ate that caused me to have this crazy dream, but I'd like to avoid it in the future. So now, I'll anticipate the moment when someone interprets my dream to tell me about all my insecurities and weaknesses. Until then, I'll try not to mix dill pickles and ice cream!