Two in one morning

I dreamed twice this morning. The first was me trying to pack up my stuff and worrying about getting my baby out. All the while I was looking at those things wondering why I was worried about those things. My child's safety would be more important, right? I think we were going to a basement. The sky was getting darker as I picked my baby up and I kept thinking "there is a storm coming" The second one involved having accidents and needing to do laundry. I was going back into a room for the rest of my laundry when I hear two people in a room close by. "Oh, I think we scared her." It was a online celeb and my ex best friend. I knew that had been doing something or having sex or something, but I got fustered saying no, trying to get my laundry and as he picks up a pair of shorts of mine I said "oh, those are mine, they are kind of 90's esc. It was both comfortable and uncomfortable seeing both of these people. One I knew in real life and we had a falling out, the other I had never met personally, but seemed like he was running into trouble. The weird think with my ex friend was how she was portraying herself. She was still showing herself as a young much slimmer version, even though I know she has been suffering weight issues. I've always wished her well despite her mean behavior to me and my family, but this still strikes me as off.

3/12

I was doing something with the class I had gotten licensed with when a few of us decided to pull some sort of prank involving switching food/snacks. I was taking with someone at the doorway of the room we were in and we started joking. The next thing I know I'm telling everyone else to "go go go!" The rest of the class was returning. In all that I kept looking for my husband because its like I knew he was there. The only reason that the dream took on a feel of such joy and joking is because he was there, somewhere. Even though he is deployed, it felt like he was here. I miss him.

Interesting

Back again. Things have happened a lot in the last so many months. I've had a baby, gotten married, had my other half deployed somewhere around the world. In all that time I haven't stopped dreaming , but rather I had slacked off with writing. Well no more. I'm back and plan to keep track of what I get. The dreams are still just as vivid as before the only difference is now I am fighting what is presented to me. Instead of going with the flow I am grounded with the constant reminder that I am not a teen any more and that I have a responsibility to my baby- that I am a mother. It's really crazy with the conflicting feelings. Like this morning- I was at a house for some sort of game party that ended with I could either stay in this world or go with the characters I was interacting with. It was rather strange.