Dreams, Death and Birth
It all merges into one in this family I married into. We arrived at my sister-in-laws house Easter evening, we greeted everyone and my sister-in-law pulls me aside and says, "Mom had her dream."
"Noooooooo!"
You could see a hint of fear in every female of the families face.
The dream, let me explain, my mother-in-law will have a vivid dream of "Uncle Chub's" farm. Uncle Chub is dead, the farm has been sold and whenever Mom dreams of him and the farm someone in the family ends up pregnant.
My dear brother-in-law tried to put us all at ease, "Jessie's pregnant."
My niece shoots that down with, "Dad, you know it doesn't work that way, it's one of us."
Back when we had two boys, the husband and I took a trip, alone, to Atlantic City. A few days before our departure Mom told us she had the dream and she told us with a little twinkle in her eye. "It" was on it's way any day, safely pack in my suitcase were maxi-pads, "It's not me." On our way home with the maxi-pads still packed, I told the husband, "Stop at the drug store, I have to buy a pregnancy test."
"Oh God."
Getting out of the car I asked, "Do you need anything?"
"Alcohol."
On my way into the drug store I muttered, "If I have to stay sober for the next nine months, he's going to too."
It was positive. The husband and I out-numbered ourselves, it was us against them and the chaos ensued.
I knew for certain that it wasn't me this time, but that doesn't put me at ease, I have three post pubescent boys. Quickly in my head I was trying to figure out my odds, while shooting "the exorcist" looks at them. The entire immediate family wasn't there, but I wanted to know, "All right, someone is pregnant, and I want to know who it is."
And all I heard was a chorus of, "It's not me."
"Noooooooo!"
You could see a hint of fear in every female of the families face.
The dream, let me explain, my mother-in-law will have a vivid dream of "Uncle Chub's" farm. Uncle Chub is dead, the farm has been sold and whenever Mom dreams of him and the farm someone in the family ends up pregnant.
My dear brother-in-law tried to put us all at ease, "Jessie's pregnant."
My niece shoots that down with, "Dad, you know it doesn't work that way, it's one of us."
Back when we had two boys, the husband and I took a trip, alone, to Atlantic City. A few days before our departure Mom told us she had the dream and she told us with a little twinkle in her eye. "It" was on it's way any day, safely pack in my suitcase were maxi-pads, "It's not me." On our way home with the maxi-pads still packed, I told the husband, "Stop at the drug store, I have to buy a pregnancy test."
"Oh God."
Getting out of the car I asked, "Do you need anything?"
"Alcohol."
On my way into the drug store I muttered, "If I have to stay sober for the next nine months, he's going to too."
It was positive. The husband and I out-numbered ourselves, it was us against them and the chaos ensued.
I knew for certain that it wasn't me this time, but that doesn't put me at ease, I have three post pubescent boys. Quickly in my head I was trying to figure out my odds, while shooting "the exorcist" looks at them. The entire immediate family wasn't there, but I wanted to know, "All right, someone is pregnant, and I want to know who it is."
And all I heard was a chorus of, "It's not me."
4 comments:
Oooh, you'll have to let us know who it ends up being.
Don't worry I will! And please keep your fingers crossed for me, I really, really, really don't want to be a grandmother just yet!
Oh, I wish my dreams told me stuff... like lotto numbers and such.
I am the one with the death/preggo dreams in my family.
I went to a friend of mine and asked her if she had something to tell me (that she was pregnant) and she said, "No, should I?"
Everyone around us was confused, but she knew that I meant that I dreamed of a death and that she was in the dream.
She was not pregnant.
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