LilithWiser1979
Gender Nightmare
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, April 29th, 2014 at 11:45 AM (2741 Views)
I woke up sweating this morning. I had dreamt that I found out I was carrying another boy through the most bizarre means possible. DH and I had accidentally time traveled to a future about 7 months from now, and I saw a boy. It was SO weird! I was 7 weeks pregnant, just like I am now, but I was looking at my son. I alternated between devastation and denial. I told DH that maybe it was an alternative future, and that the baby I'm carrying wasn't the one we were looking at. Then, a moment later, I told DH I needed some time to really mourn and not to expect me to be myself for a while. I ended the dream in tears, thinking about how I wasn't going to have a baby girl in my arms this holiday season, how I wasn't going to be able to tell my mother in law to expect a granddaughter, and how disappointed I was not to be able to tell my boys they were finally getting a sister.
I woke up, grateful that it had been a dream. But it made me really think about how, despite the fact that I've been trying so desperately to "guard my heart" and not plan or daydream about this baby being my daughter, I clearly have been doing just that. It made me realize that I'm not totally convinced to my core that this baby has to be a boy, and that at least a little part of my subconscious is hopeful. Sigh. No matter how hard I try, I just can't win in this Gender Disappointment battlefield.
I know this was all sparked by a recent thread about the accuracy of pregnancy dreams of gender. Most of the women on that thread volunteered that their dreams had been wrong, and it made me panic a bit. You see, the night before my first squinty, maybe-that's-a-BFP test, I dreamt of holding my newborn daughter. It was so VIVID! I was showing her off, carrying her around, and just in an unimaginable state of contentment at having gotten what I've wanted for so long. I had wondered if that was a sign, and part of me really wanted to believe it was. Then a bunch of you lovely ladies had to go and say your gender dreams were wrong!
Well, I guess now, no matter what, I'll have had one correct dream, and an incorrect one.