Well, that was a heck of a dream!

Dreamt that I was a surrogate (giving a baby up in general maybe?)... I ended up having my baby in a building where the midwives practiced. Like a birth centre (was I in the US?).
It was one of the most disturbing dreams I've had in a while. I woke up crying. I know that some of it was the people involved... but sheesh.

Last time I eat Chinese food late at night!

Broken sleep...

Five very broken hours of sleep... and nary a paint brush/roller in sight...
Dreaming the same one from earlier this week, every single night. What the heck is up with that?
Back to counting ambulance sirens again too... nothing like a little stress in the parenting front to bring on the heart palpitations huh? cripes...
Going to a playground... any playground, but the one at "the school". Hopefully we won't run in to anyone I know. Becoming incredibly anti-social when it comes to m1. I'm almost tempted to just let him go... so long as he isn't hurting anyone. If someone says anything, I can just say, we don't know what is wrong with him yet... I'm back to leaning towards some form of autism.
Husband is going to have a fit when he reads about yesterday... a lot more swearing and ranting and raving... yes, I do have it in me to freak out even worse.
TODAY WILL BE BETTER
TODAY WILL BE BETTER
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PLEASE

Dreaming in colour...

I've been having dreams about tornado's of late... not bizarre where we live to have one or a dozen a summer.
Any hoo... the dream I had last night/this morning was the most vivid I've had in a long, long time. It was so real that I woke up in a sweat, thinking I have to get back to the basement...NOW! Then I started to panic because I couldn't go back in the basement. Because I'd left it to avoid having to talk to one of the people in it with us. Not that they were a threat, just not in a place to want to see and or talk to this person. I came to my senses shortly and woke up fully.
It wasn't even our house per se... the layout was different. And the people involved... well, most have never been to my new home. All in all, it was very disturbing. I know that it is a combination of actually seeing some of the destruction from the c4 that went through here a few weeks ago, a blog post from a midwifery student over a scary birth and all the other hoopla that is going on in day to day life...
Of course it could be the paint fumes too... much easier than delving into why I'm dreaming about violent weather and midwives!