I had an awful dream this morning before I woke at 5.30 and could not go back to sleep so I got up.
The dream was that I was on a bus trip and we arrived in Melbourne. The details are a bit fuzzy but I asked around for what JJ might enjoy doing. There was some theme park that he might like so I must have sent him off to it.
A bit of time went by and I was in a taxi ride from hell (cigarette smoking, fast driving maniac driver) with some friends and I realised that I’d let JJ go off by himself to this place and I had no idea where to meet him afterwards.
I felt really awful about letting him go off like that and I felt powerless that I didn’t know what to do about it.
It makes me kind of glad I did wake up at 5.30. I got up walked past his bedroom made sure he was there and felt all right.
What’s the universe trying to tell me?
I have no idea, Jen – but I get those dreams too, where I have left my child somewhere and suddenly realise and can’t get there double-quick.
Perhaps its just timely reminders for us to stop and look at our children as they are growing and be thankful that they are there and we are too?
I know that I feel that little extra gush of glad to see ‘Salina after those dreams, too.
Jeanie, perhaps you’re right. I told JJ about my dream and he asked if I found him. I told him that I woke up and then found him. I certainly was glad to give him a cuddle this morning.
Those type of dreams scare the bejebus outta me!
Me too Jayne, not pleasant at all. That’s why it was actually good to wake up at 5.30 and probably also contributed to me not being able to go back to sleep.