Worst Dreams EVER
First dream: My right boob was like, infected or something. I was able to peel back the skin of my nipple and pull out these strings of shit. Then all of the skin started to peel back like a flower. Of the whole boob. All that was left, unless I was holding it together, was the muscle.
My left boob then cracked at the nipple and had another boob coming out of it. I remember thinking, “How the hell can I breastfeed like this??” And being terrified that my skin wasn’t holding up to the milk in my boobs.
Second dream: I was at the hospital and my doctor said, “Well, you made it past 24 weeks, the babies can survive now. Let’s take them out!” And she did. This dream repeated itself two different ways:
- She cut me open and pulled them out. She then grabbed them by their feet and put them in the NICU carts and they were wheeled off. I started BALLING.
- She cut me open and got baby girl out first (which is strange cause she’s baby B). Then all the fluid and stuff left my stomach and you could see my son’s outline. She said, “Curtis, you have big hands, can you help push your son down so I can grab him?” So he starts pushing on his head and she gets him out. She puts him on my chest and I see that he’s a decent size. They then take him and baby girl to the NICU.
Some guy comes in and gives me a sponge bath due to my c-section scars. It jumps to me finding the NICU and seeing the babies. They are smaller than my hand, have all kinds of tubes and are in trays under blankets. I put on gloves to touch them, but my doctor says, “You’re mom, you don’t need gloves.” I touch their bellies and begin to SOB.
With the second version of that dream, I wake up crying. Curtis rolls over and holds me, the babies start kicking me like crazy, but I was inconsolable for about 10 minutes. I still tear up thinking about it now.
I’ve had dreams about demons and possessions and ghosts, but this was by far the scariest dream I’ve ever had.