I remember a lot more dreams pregnant than I ever did before my BFP... I just wish for once I didn't wake up feeling so darn guilty. In probably 90% of my dreams I cheat on DH... why?!?!? Last night it was with a sort of ex boyfriend who I probably haven't even thought about in months. The time before that I dreamed that I married my ex instead of DH because he was at the wedding and DH was late. Anyone else having guilt ridden dreams of adultery?! lol I swear I'm happily married and I would never even imagine leaving DH or cheating on him!!
Re: My pregnant subconscious must be a slut...
Natural MC 10/01/14
Ha! So true! I'm a machine in my dreams but in real life I'm trying to fall asleep before DH has the chance to ask for it. I wish I was one of the luckier pregnant ladies who enjoy sex while pregnant...thus far, it's almost painful
Me too. With DD I had slutty dreams. With this one I am having incredibly disturbing dreams.
First Son - born 2013
Third Son - due June 9, 2018
OMG!! Yes! I have a mixture of weird ass dreams and slutty ones. I only tell DH about the weird ones
An ex I would NEVER want to see again, strangers, friends, its a free for all! Sadly, my sex life IRL isn't as hot...I think I use up all of my sexergy in my dreams. HA!
Edit: Sadly for DH--not sad that I'm not doing it with randoms in real life!
I'm not having sex dreams, but I have had some really bizarre ones. And I don't normally remember my dreams which makes it even stranger.
The other night I dreamed I was staying (alone) at a bed & breakfast. I was wandering on the grounds and came to a clearing in the woods where there was a field. There was one of those wooden feces that are posts with 2 logs across them, about thigh high, so easy to jump. In the field, a whole large group of kids (maybe 3rd grade or so) were playing baseball. I watched them for awhile and then they jumped over the fence and went back to the b&b where I was staying. The whole weekend I was there with them and we were talking and playing board games and such. There were no adults with them and no one really seemed to notice or pay attention to them from the staff. But they were all really well behaved.
On Monday morning, I went to the library in the nearby small town. For some reason I was doing research. I don't know why/on what. Anyway, I came across a newspaper article about a school bus accident 50 some years earlier right where that baseball field was. Only one person in the bus survived, a little boy named Marvin.
I went back to the B&B and noticed that the man at the front desk had a name tag on that said Marvin. I was leaving very early the next morning, so I went to say goodbye with to the children and when one of them went to give me a hug, she couldn't touch me and then I noticed that it was the same girl as in the newspaper picture. So I had spent the whole weekend playing with these kids who died in the bus crash and the one surviving classmate had opened a B&B for them to have a place to reside as ghosts.
So creepy.