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[Seth's Mommy]

Oops, sorry, what I meant to say was that I don't think there's any medical theory out there that would account for the connection between pregnancy and nightmares, or a physiological state and the content of dreams generally.  The most that psychology seems to offer is that we pregnant ladies have a lot of serious changes going on and reasonable(as well as unreasonable) fears about how things will go, and so this increased anxiety gets expressed in negative dreams.  Hopefully the wonderful aspects of pregnancy are stimulating other, happier dreams as well, which don't get fixed in our memory because it's only the nightmares that wake us up enough to do any remembering. 

I do find myself a lot more philosophical about these recurring pregnancy dreams gone awry than I do about the full-on, sweat-inducing, heart-palpitating nightmares that occasionally happen when I'm not pregnant.  That's why I thought maybe there was some physiological difference between the two, but I guess maybe not.

[firespiritmelody]

Originally Posted by sams_mama 

I dreamt about my grandfather (died in 2001) the other night. I dreamt I was picking up toys in the living room and when I glanced up he was sitting on my couch. He told me I need to call my daughter's doctor at JHU and set up an appointment right away (I've been meaning to do that). I asked him why and he said, "You just need to get on it." He told me that in about a year my mother was going to need to come live with us and I need to start planning for it. He showed me the house we should buy for when she moves in and he told me not to worry about the money. I asked him about the birth (I'm really nervous about having to birth in the hospital). He told me he couldn't see the future but that I would know the right thing to do when it was time. He told me to pack two bags - one to leave in the car and one to keep at home and he gave me a strange list of things to include in the bags. He told me I need to get in the habit of keeping my phone in my pocket when I'm at home. That really startled me and I looked up to ask him why and he was gone.

I woke up then and had to go to the bathroom. I went out to the livingroom, and I swear I could smell him.

I love dreams like that. <3 And I truly believe that our loved ones are never far away, even when they're gone.