In order to get to this morning’s appointment on time, I had to wake Ryan up from a sound sleep. I almost never get the “opportunity” to do that, and have had more than my fair share of being woken from a sound sleep by him, so I must admit that a small part of me enjoyed dragging him out of bed when he wasn’t ready to be dragged out.
Anyway, I absolutely love this photo. The expression, the hair… ESPECIALLY the hair!
Of course, I did feel kind of bad when he sat, rather dazed looking, in his high chair for several minutes before eating his breakfast.
I managed to squeeze in a two and a half hour nap this afternoon. It was heaven. I didn’t want to get up. Especially since fate was practically telling me not to get up, what with my eyelids sticking to my dried out contacts and all. But up and I got, blinking and stumbling into the living room to fish out rewetting drops from my purse.
I had a horrible, horrible, HORRIBLE dream while I was napping. In my dream, Ryan had died. I can’t tell you why or when exactly, though I believe he wasn’t as old as he is now. All I remember dreaming about is the grief, the never ending crying, and the heartache. I remember going, in the dream, to pick up the death certificate. I remember having to tell people that my son had died, and not being able to do so without sobbing uncontrollably. I remember talking with Dan about never ever having another child, because Ryan couldn’t be replaced. And then, suddenly, the dream moved forward in time. Alyssa was four or five years old, and I was going in to have my tubal ligation reversed, because Dan and I wanted another child, desperately. Whether it was to fill the gaping void that Ryan had left and have a balm to ease our wounded souls, or if it was just the desire to have another child.
The dream was awful. I didn’t remember it the very instant I woke up, but I did a few minutes later, and have had Ryan in my lap ever since, holding him tightly. I cannot imagine what my subconscious has picked up to make me dream something so awful like that. 
lol that picture is so funny! Don’t feel bad, I’ve also had those times when I’ve had to wake up Dylan, and then thinking to myself: ‘Yeah…how does it feel, little man??”
Anyway, that dream sounds awful.
I have no explanation as to why we sometimes dream about such awful and bizarre events. I’ve had similar dreams involving Dylan dying or being kidnapped…one of the most disturbing was a dream about him drowning in a pond in our backyard. Granted, we don’t have a pond anywhere near our backyard, but it was still very upsetting. 
I wish I knew why the mind can play such tricks on us like that. Sometimes I feel that if my subconscious mind was a person, I would grab her by the hair and slap her around a bit.
Just to let her know not to fuck with me like that anymore! 
Oh god thats horrible. My stomach just dropped when you said “Ryan died.” I had a dream that Meghan died quite a while ago. It was because of everyone else’s paranoia about her being really ill because she had a lump on her head. In my dream no one seemed to care that she was dead even though I was distraught. Those are the worst dreams in the world. I hope I never have another one like that.
If that photo isn’t scrapbook worthy then I don’t think I’ve ever seen one! The odd thing is he’s starting to look less like Dan for me. Maybe it was just the hair though.
Ugh I hate dreams like that Jenn! Just last week I dreamed that I was helping my mother in law look for her bluetooth (she had ACTUALLY lost it the day before and was obsessing about it, heh) and we had like a whole search team in the house.. and I was randomly like “did anyone check the bed?” and I moved the blankets and there was a dead baby in the bed.. it was a baby girl and she had suffocated in the blankets. It was terrible, I woke up completely freaked out and couldn’t stop thinking about it for days.
Anyways, that is a GREAT photo. He just looks so happy, heh.
They say if you have a dream of a loved one dying someone you know will get pregnant :biggrin:
Ryan looks so adorable in this picture, definitely a keeper!
I’ve had dreams like this before too, but mine were much more graphic about Ethan’s death. These kind of dreams always shake me up..
Katy – as long as it isn’t me!
That picture is adorable!! Sorry to hear you had that dream…I once dreamed of my parents dying, and I got custody of my brother & sister…It was weird…I called my mom as soon as I woke up!
That picture is TOO cute!
A couple days ago, I had a dream I lost my mom, and I was seriously shaken by it (not just because she’s my mom, but my best friend) — and hey, I think that comment that Katy left might be true.. because I found out today that one of my good friend’s is pregnant!
Yeah.. orgasms aren’t gonna happen.. lol… and there’s no way hubby’s coming home to give me any sex so pfft.
But the induction.. yeah.. necessary because of my blood sugars which have been not so good ever since like 25 weeks and the mild pre-eclampsia. Not to mention I’ve gone over all my options.. and if I go full term there’s a much MUCH larger risk of complications for Matthew, as well have myself because I would HAVE to have a c-section at the rate he’s growing right now. I’d rather risk the induction.. I’ve talked to a ton of people and it’s actually the safer route. Blah.. the complications of being a diabetic with issues.
Lol yeah i did a report on dreams for school. So if someone you know gets pregnant jenn you have to tell us! :tonguer:
Aww, he looks adorable in that picture! That’s a scary dream.
What a horrible dream.
I have to say – that’s one of the BEST kid pics I’ve ever seen. He’s such a cutie pie.
the dream sounds awful. i’ve had super realistic dreams like that and they really take a lot out of you physically and emotionally
… but what a cute picture!!!
Man, nightmares can be SO disturbing that any possible expression of the intensity of feelings does NOT do it justice.
Hope you feel better.
All I can say when watching that photo: “Awwwww!”
I’m sorry you had such an awful nightmare :C
I have always been a firm believer that if you have a dream and tell it to someone it will not come true. You told us, so it will not come true.
I keep my “sweet dreams” secret and share the awful ones. I always hate having dreams about people dying, or getting into major accidents. The feeling you feel the rest of the day from when you wake up is awful, the pit in your stomach, the feeling of dread.
I love the picture, very cute.
That is the cutest picture of ryan ever! Love his hair ^_^
Aaaw, what a cutie! :D