Hi, friends! I have a fun, different kind of story for you today.
The other day I was talking with my best friend, who is pregnant with twin baby girls (AHH!), and we were talking about having dreams while pregnant.
Were you a pregnant dreamer? I wasn’t really with either of my pregnancies — with the exception of occasional bouts of insomnia, I slept like a rock with both girls — and I don’t remember having a ton of wild dreams.
But there was this one time, when I was pregnant with Grace, that something crazy happened.
The tandem dream
I remember it perfectly; it was all so vivid. In my dream, I was holding my pregnant belly, looking down at it with a smile. All of a sudden, the top of my belly started to open, and looking up at me was my baby. She smiled at me, and lifted her hands for me to pick her up and out of my stomach. I smiled and said, “No, no honey…it’s not time to come out yet! But it will be soon and I can’t wait to hold you.” Then the baby smiled, and my stomach closed, and I woke up.
Both in my dream, and then once awake, I wasn’t frightened or alarmed. An oddly peaceful feeling came over me; it almost felt like I had just met my baby for the first time.
I immediately woke up Doug. “Honey, I just had the most surreal dream that I have to tell you about.” Doug opened his eyes and said, “Okay, but first I have you tell you about the dream you just woke me up from. I dreamt that we were looking down at your stomach, and it opened up, and the baby was looking up at us…”
MIC DROP.
How wild is that?! We both had the same dream, at the same time, about our baby.
What makes this even weirder is that we’d never done this before. In fact, in general we both don’t really have many dreams that we even remember when we wake up. So to have the same exact one was pretty surreal.
I like to think there was something divine in that moment.
I’m not sure how souls and spirits and life works, but the believer in me sometimes thinks that Grace’s spirit was reaching out to us, saying hi, before she was born. Do I sound totally crazy?! Probably.
The interesting thing is that, while Doug and I didn’t have a tandem dream (that we know about!) while I was pregnant with Josephine, my friend Daly did have one. She dreamt that I gave birth to a book. Isn’t that funny?! Could it be a sign that Joey will be a writer, or teacher, or lawyer, or some sort of creative mind, one day?
POST EDIT WORTH NOTING: A reader reached out after reading this and noted she thinks Daly’s dream means that I was about to learn so much from my baby/book. How interesting and lovely is that perspective too?! I actually like that interpretation better than my original because it’s less of what Joey is pre-determined to BE and more about what she’ll BRING. Love, love, love that outlook. xx
…Or maybe this is all just coincidence? I don’t really know. But I like the idea that both of my girls were meant to be my children. Their spirits, their bodies, chosen by some higher power for me to raise. It’s a powerful thought, right?
