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Friday, October 24, 2003

awful dream - 05:39 AM

i just had the most horrible dream in which riley died. *sad*

there was lots of dream before this bit, but where riley became involved was when my sister (in the dream she was somehow his mother as well) had gone off to bed & left him lying on some seats on his own with a tall laundry basket of washing near him. he rolled of onto the floor & the washing basket fell on him too.

he was fine, but i was furious, so i went to find her & i told her off something chronic. she drove off & reversed really fast (odd that she didn't just drive forward, now that i think of it) into someone's closed garage or rumpus room or something & the car burst into flames.

i ran to the car & began pulling out a whole bunch of children. there were about six kids in the car, three of them around ten, seven & five, perhaps. there were also some babies, perhaps eight months old, an infant, & a tiny, tiny little newbron about the size of a baby's fist. they were all stacked on top of each other lying in the back of the car, so i grabbed each one, dragging them out by the legs & then threw them away from the car towards some guy with a caring face & dark hair (i have no idea who he was). after the babies were out, i picked them up again to make sure they were okay since i'd literally thrown them all. i felt bad about that.

i found riley, but he was squashed like a stack of pancakes (he literally looked like a stack of pancakes) inside the pages of a magazine. i was devastated & threw myself on the ground crying & screaming my heart out.

i think shroom was with me somewhere there, but i didn't see him in any bodily form. he was sad too.

i then realised that maybe, just maybe there was some hope that he was alive & if we could find a doctor we could slide a stethoscope into the folds of the pancakes to see if he had a heartbeat. i stopped crying with this spark of hope, but then realised that it was indeed hopeless & began to cry & scream again.

then i woke up & riley was beside me & i began to cry for real & put my face against him. shroom woke up & after asking what was wrong told me that it's okay, he's not going to die & hugged me too.

i couldn't go back to sleep after that so here i am now.

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comment posted by Tom on October 24, 2003 05:56 AM:
You are getting more and more attached. I have dreams like that a lot and I'm not the mother.


comment posted by edwin on October 24, 2003 06:19 AM:
corralie, you become a real mom! all you want is the best for riley. now, when riley is a baby, till you are old and riley is an adult.


comment posted by melanie on October 24, 2003 06:52 AM:
forget the till bit, Edwin, it's forever!! *smile*

what a horrible dream! *hugs*


comment posted by jade on October 24, 2003 08:00 AM:
::hugs::


comment posted by Richard on October 24, 2003 04:48 PM:
That must have been terrible - hope you're feeling better now and you don't get any more of those.


comment posted by paul on October 24, 2003 07:36 PM:
yes, a horrible dream.

somehow i had in my mind that it may be triggered by the events around britt..



comment posted by charm on October 25, 2003 01:04 AM:
a few years ago i dreamt about the death of an unborn cousin... and when i awoke and told my nan she let me know that Amelia had been born that night healthy and well... i've been told that dreams of death relate to life and living and i'd like to believe that... ((hugs)) hope you have sunnier dreams tonight though.


comment posted by smitty on October 25, 2003 08:36 AM:
Bad dreams are common for new moms, and for moms in general. It is merely a reflection of how much moms love their children and the fears that go along with that.


comment posted by Sarah on October 25, 2003 02:53 PM:
Ah, what a horrible dream. Isn't being a parent fraight with worry sometimes.

I can totally relate :0)



comment posted by Sarah on October 25, 2003 02:54 PM:
That should be 'fraught' ... sigh