Had a strange dream the other night. Have no clue what it means, if anything.
In my dream I was pregnant again, this time it was my baby, and I knew it was a son.
I (somehow) took the fetus out, it was about the size of a peanut, and set it on the table to show my daughter.
"This is your brother," I said.
I pointed out his beating heart, and how he was (visibly) growing, then told her it was time to put him back.
Here's where it gets REALLY freaky. The fetus was now a dessert-plate sized crab.
(I know, I wouldn't want to be my subconscious, either.)
The crab was alive, bright red (which, while awake, I know means it's been boiled already), and waving its claws around. (Claws? Pincers? Who knows or cares?)
So I just shoved that sucker back where it belonged. And trust me, a fucking crab that size just does not fit "up there", okay?!
Thankfully the dream ended there, so I didn't have to give birth to some crab mutant.
And I don't want any jokes about pubic lice, you hear me?
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I have to apologize, but this really made me chuckle out loud. I don't know, for some reason it struck me as really funny.
In terms of your subconscious ... well, I think it sounds like you like the idea of a little life developing inside you but the whole idea of being pregnant or going through another pregnancy and birth doesn't do it for you.
(Which might be wayyyy off....)
Well, actually I'm planning on doing the whole surrogacy thing again, in a few months.
But you're probably right!
I just can't get the image of that huge crab out of my head...
I've been having dreams that were doozies lately, too. But I didn't birth no peanuts or crabs. That was funny.
Looks like the next one will be a boy!! It'll be a good thing. As for the dream, I was laughing to myself!! I promise I wont tease about the crabs!!
THANK YOU, Cookie!
I dunno, some of my readers might take my request (okay, DEMAND) as a challenge...
Then I'll have to spank 'em.
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