I made a few people laugh on Facebook this morning. I asked a simple question: Can pregnancy make you have nightmares? I have always been a vivid dreamer. Since I was a little girl, I have seen some of the craziest things in dreams. I woke up this morning thinking, “What is really going on?” Every night this week, I have had an irrational nightmare that doesn’t make a lick of sense. Last night I dreamed that I was looking for a lake house to purchase. In the dream, I found the perfect property. I was kind of secluded and surrounded by beautiful trees. It was daytime and the sunlight complimented the natural scenery. The house that sat on the property had a rustic beauty to it. I could tell it was old. It was bored up and very dusty. Still I wanted it.
I looked at the realtor excited. I was happy and I wanted to buy it. I asked the guy (who was very dorky looking with thick glasses and a bow-tie) “What’s the name of this lake?” The water was just beautiful. He looked at me as if he had to du du and said, “Camp Crystal Lake.” At that moment Jason Voorhees pops out of the ground by the water. It was so dramatic. The realtor took off running. I stood there and looked watching him make his way out of the ground, fresh from Hell. At this point, I knew I was dreaming. It’s funny because in the dream, I was trying to wake myself up. I knew what I was seeing was stupid and made ZERO sense. I watched Jason popped himself out of the ground. The funny thing is that I was not scared. I woke up before I had to take off running in the dream.
I am happy to say that a few of my Facebook friends told me that nightmares are perfectly normal. I blew a sigh of relief. These nightmares are not a reflection of me having the seed of Chucky or Rosemary’s baby. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. My baby is not “marked”