Crazy Dreams

I grew up one of seven kids. My maiden name is Vallen. If you know a Vallen, there are pretty much undourbtedly related immediately to me because our last name is so uncommon. All seven kids look a lot of like. Some more than others. We may all look alike, but our personalities are very different. But one thing that we seem to share are crazy dreams. I remember all to well waking up in the middle of the night because one of my brothers was sleep walking (or sleep rocking in my brother Ben's case) or hearing the crazy stories from another brother who witnessed the crazy sleep behavior. This is something that we have not grown out of. For example. my sister in law posted as her Facebook status this just last week:

I was woken up last night to having Ben spit in my face. When I asked him what in the HECK he was doing, he told me that he was trying to get the buffalo out of the kitchen. Ben would like me to let everyone know that he was spitting/hissing like a snake at the buffalo because it was supposed to scare it out of the kitchen....

My other sister-in-law posted a response underneath:  "Jamie has never woken me up to tell me that the news reporter from Family Guy is standing next to me.. nope never happened..."

See people??? I truly am not lying.Your probably wondering where I am going with this. Well as you may or may not know, when you are pregnant, for some reason dealing with hormones (because that is where it always seems to lead back to, right?) you have much more vivid dreams. This is just not a good mix with my genes of course. And the funny thing is, you remember the dreams as well!!! Poor Mike. It is too bad I cannot take Ambien right now (it is not known if it causes harm to human fetuses so it becomes a no-deal for me!) because it means that I am in more of an awake state of sleeping. My personal two funniest are one that was acted out, and one that I just remember.

My vivid dream was getting a call from my insurance. They were calling to let me know that our policy was different, that they now did c-sections elsewhere than the hospital and than you were transferred to the hospital (folllowing me?) I had two options of where I could deliver: Applebee's or Chili's (I personally went with Chili's because I love their chips and salsa!) So I had my c-section there, where I delivered a little girl named Sophie, and after we went to the hospital. Not sure what that one was all about.

I did have chocolate before bed, it might explain a lot. 

The dream that was pretty funny happened the night before the last dream. I went to bed late (stayed up reading:) and had to force myself to sleep. I did not remember what happened until the morning. Mike told me I was crazy in my sleep. I laughed at him, but than remembered what happened. In my dream, I was organizing baby clothes according to size. I was almost done except for a few that Mike happened to be hiding. I kept trying to find out what size the clothes were that he was hiding, but in real life was trying to take his pillow to "check the tag for the size." I do remember him going "Em, stop it, go back to sleep" and truly trying to rationalize with a very irrational person. I laughed, so did he, and so did everyone that he told. Anyone else have crazy sleepers in their life? Makes for some funny laughs!!! 

*Off topic here and totally unrelated, there was only ONE baby last week in the ultrasound, which brings a huge sigh of relief to this girl!!!