Crazy preggo dreams

One thing not often talked about with pregnancy is unusual dreams. All blame can be pointed at our nutso hormones raging out of control. They make us say, crave, do and dream some pretty strange stuff. These dreams can be sad or scary where you see your husband, baby or yourself die. They can be happy dreams where you see yourself holding your baby for the first time or finding out the sex of the baby (which is probably one of the biggest highlights of pregnancy). And then there's the type of dreams I have...crazy, off the wall, make no sense, head scratching dreams about nothing real or true in any way.

Case in point, my dream from 2 nights ago. Every night before laying down I turn on our baby monitor so I can hear David if he wakes up crying in the night. On this particular night I must have fallen asleep quickly and this was the last thing on my mind. In my ridiculous dream David was yelling at me for wasting so much money on electricity in the house. His big point in the argument was the baby monitor. He said he'd done the math and the baby monitor running overnight was costing us $2 in electricity every single night. He argued that we have a small apartment and I should be able to hear little David if he's crying about something....and if he's not crying hard enough for me to hear him then it wasn't that important in the first place so I shouldn't worry about it. "At $2 a night it's costing us $60 a month just to run that stupid baby monitor!" He spouts. Even in my dreams my pregnancy hormones get the best of me and I starting sobbing at this point. I was pretty torn up thinking I wouldn't know when David needed me. When he finished his rant, I tried to respond, but I just ended up sobbing and blubbering like an idiot about something that had to do with macaroni and cheese.

At that point, I woke up. I tried to roll over in my sleep and was having a hard time heaving my giant belly over me. I got stuck on my back and woke up because it was so uncomfortable. I felt somewhat like a beached whale. Kinda wish I could have finished the dream though. I don't know how exactly that argument would have ended. He was throwing out some very valid points...but then again, I had played the tears card. That one usually trumps everything. Who knows.