Crazy Dreams

About two weeks ago, I started having the most insane, vivid dreams EVER. I wish that I would have kept track of them, because some of them were quite interesting. I do remember a few, so I thought I would share...because sharing is caring!

The eco-friendly murderer
I’m dead. I’m not sure what happened to cause my death, but Steve did it and I’m dead. In order to get rid of my body, Steve wants to cut me up into pieces and go from there. However, when a dead body is cut up, it releases chemical toxins into the environment and Steve must apply for a permit from the county in order to cut me up. So, he’s standing in line, waiting to fill out the proper documents to dispose of his dead wife. That he murdered. AWAKE!

Dessert buffet
My friends take me to a buffet and I’m flipping out, because I can.not.stand.buffets. However, they promise that this one is different and I’ll love it. We arrive and it’s a giant warehouse full of every kind of dessert you could ever imagine. I grab a cupcake with the most beautiful cream cheese icing and begin walking back to my seat. I DROPPED THE CUPCAKE! Any other time, I probably would have cried, but the cupcake falls onto the floor, which isn’t a floor at all. It falls into a pit of rainbow chocolate chip morsels and I’m even more excited now. AWAKE!

You people are supposed to be jolly!
I pull up to a supercenterish kind of store and get out of my car and start walking to the entrance. All of a sudden an old giant banana boat Lincoln pulls up in front of me, parks, and three very large people get out. We all walk to the entrance and they immediately go to the cart section to get their electric wheelchair thingie. The lady working at the front insists that I get one as well, because I am “soooooooo pregnant” and it must be difficult to walk around. After attempting to argue with her, I decide to take the damned chair to shut her up. There aren’t any chairs left! I have to share one with one of the obese chics - this chair was somehow double seated - and we had to follow each other around the store to be able to get our individual items. This idea did not please obese girl and she used the ejection button to flip me out of the seat. AWAKE!

PT Gear
I’m deployed, but I’m not sure where I’m at. It’s time to go outside and do PT, so I throw on my PT clothes and look out the window. I see that everyone is in civilian clothes and for some reason this makes me really angry. I want to be in civilian clothes too! AWAKE!
This last dream was lame, but what was really interesting were the people who were in the dream. They were all people that I had met through out my time in the AF. There were people that I met when I was in Korea, deployments, and San Antonio and from all different career fields. Every one out front, doing jumping jacks. Also, Serena and Blair from Gossip Girl were there...but they were doing yoga. Weird.

That’s about that. I’m 34 weeks this week and things are going smoothly. Steve graduates from SOS on Friday morning and we leave to head back to Florida immediately afterward. I’m so excited about getting home, it’s ridiculous. My sciatic nerve has been killing me the past few weeks, so I’ve already set myself up an appointment with my chiro. I miss him. LOL! I’m excited to get back and put Chase’s things away from the showers and to organize/clean before he arrives.

And my bff, Wendy, is coming to visit on the 8th!!! WOOOOOO!!! I’m so excited about my life right now!

Pants are stupid. Cupcakes are not.

I should start by saying that I could really use a giant glass of milk and a piece of chocolate something. Also that I’m 31 weeks today! Crazy, crazy times are upon us.

We went back to Florida over the weekend to go have a check up with Suzy and every thing seems to be going swimmingly. My blood pressure is awesome and Chase is already settling into position…leaving me with a lack of a bladder and a serious need to use the facilities every 30 seconds. I also just found my first stretch marks this morning. I bragged too much about not getting them, so that’s what I get. They’re not on my tummy, so I’ll leave it to your imagination to figure out where my new friends have laid claim on my precious body. At least it’s minimal and will (hopefully) go away at some point in the future. Or not. I don’t know. Let me have this dream!

THE gut

I also learned that the doula I originally had will no longer be my doula and I now have a different one. I’m a little on edge about this, I don’t know this chic and she doesn’t seem to be very…aggressive? Comforting? I’m not sure what word I’m looking for here. I just know I need someone who will bitch slap me if need be in the middle of me freaking out and my previous doula was awesome in making me feel like every thing was/is going to be a-ok. Luckily, Steve gave me a pep talk afterward, ensured me every thing was going to be peachy, and made me feel much better about the situation.

Other than that little glitch, all is well in the Benson neighborhood. Chase is crazy active and pokes around all day. Steve and I read to him almost every day and I talk to him constantly. He’s going to be so tired of hearing me talk, plus all of the Indie and girlie music I subject him to. Poor little guy.

On a non-baby related note, I’ve actually been enjoying Montgomery more so than I thought I would. I’ve met a few girls that I like and getting out of the room to explore is always a fun time. Shout out to Chelsea for keeping me entertained! :-)
A few of the spouses of SOS. I’m the really large one on the left.


Annnnnd I just set up a massage for Wednesday. Yah!! If only I could make it to my chiro, life would be splendid. Oh well, next month I’ll pay him a visit or two.

I leave you all with words of wisdom/something that I have learned during this pregnancy. Milk is awesome for heartburn. I should have known that (acid/base, duh!), but sometimes it takes me a while to figure things out.

Keep it real, all day ‘er day.