More Dreams, sharing from my LJ post....
Last nights dream, by last night I mean Tuesday night before waking Wednesday...
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OK, above is my sketch of the house as it appeared in the dream, and here's the dream....
I was hanging out in the house, and Irene shows up, good as you please to visit and say hello, and see the girls, only the girls aren't in the dream. I'm feeling ashamed and very strange at calling her Mother, but I do anyway, and then my Mom calls and is on the phone, and I'm telling her she's there, and wondering what I should do, and just being really insecure at the whole thing, and then Irene says, "Well isn't she the Motherly one?".
There's a baby in the house, it is a boy and it is mine! (I don't have boys, I had a dream once when I was in my 20's of myself in my middle ages, by a blue and white oldies truck, waiting for my son, who comes walking out of a house, and the pride in my face is fairly obvious, I can feel this pride in that dream very strong, the boy was approximately 13, and there was a man packing up the truck with all our things, and I knew this was the man I loved with all my heart, I also knew it wasn't R (my ex). This dream made so much of an effect on me at that time, that I always thought I was going to have a boy, but I haven't, and I now doubt it will ever happen, since I'm getting too old).
Anyway, then...
The dream changes, Irene isn't there anymore, I don't think, but complications arise, and there's this "thing" that gets brought into the house, it's some weird "hatch" like thing looks like a dishwasher in shape, and under it is an entrance that you reach "through" the "hatch", but I'm very aware of some beast monster trying to get out of the hole, and I am very aware of the menace, I manage, with someone else (unsure who this someone is), to get it out of the house, and where the "hatch" was is a tiny little hole now, with the beast still down there, but it can't get out anymore. Then I'm walking down the hall where that couch is and I'm hearing "hissing" and I know it's a cockroach nest inside the couch, I can feel and see the swarm of them inside the couch even though there's no rips or tears or damage to the couch at all.
Then it all changes, and I'm at F's school and just doing all the things parents do, choir and band, and talking to teachers about grades, etc. and there are children all around me in the halls, and I'm feeling overwhelmed by the crowd of children, in the school.
That's it, that's all the vividness I can remember of the dream, and it ends....