A couple of nights ago I had an extremely vivid dream that I couldn't help sharing with Luke at breakfast. "I dreamed I had another baby," I told him, expecting either delight or horror from him, or a mixture of both.
He nodded calmly.
"And the baby had a full head of red hair!" I continued. "Isn't that funny? Both you and Sylvie had hardly any hair when you were born."
He nodded.
"But the funniest part was that he was born able to talk," I said. "The first time Daddy held him, the baby announced, 'Polo is a sport.'"
"What's polo?" asked Luke.
"Uh, it's a game where people ride horses and hit balls with some kind of stick," I said.
"Then polo is not a sport!" he said.
I refrained from telling him the rest of the dream, in which the baby turned into a kitten and I debated whether or not to breastfeed. "I don't think I'm up for breastfeeding a kitten," I said to David, trying to convince myself it was okay not to.
I was also annoyed that the ultrasound hadn't revealed the fact of my baby's kitten-ness earlier. "Although," I announced to the woman giving birth next to me in the giant gymnasium that served as a communal delivery room for hundreds if not thousands of labouring women, "My first baby was also a kitten. Then I had Luke and Sylvie before this kitten. It happens."
David and I spent hours dealing with the bureaucracy involved in getting special kitten formula, to no avail. Soon it had been so long that my baby/ kitten had gone without sustenance that I feared for his life. So I marched into the laboratory adjoining the gymnasium and started making a scene. All the technicians eyed me suspiciously, muttering to one another that humans never gave birth to kittens and that I was just trying to get attention. I was flabbergasted, hurt, and deeply worried about the kitten's well-being. That's what you get for not breastfeeding.
Exactly.
Posted by: Kat | September 08, 2010 at 01:49 PM
I've also had a dream about whether or not to breastfeed a cat. I am less disturbed about it now that I know I'm not alone, but a bit more disturbed also that I am not alone.
Posted by: Kerry Clare | September 08, 2010 at 09:52 PM
I've had some pretty lairy dreams this week myself - however I am at the other end of the world, so I guess we can't blame anything in particular!
No baby kittehs, though I often dream of babies or small children, I do confess.
Posted by: genevieve | September 09, 2010 at 12:14 AM
""But the funniest part was that he was born able to talk," I said. "The first time Daddy held him, the baby announced, 'Polo is a sport.'"
sounds like the beginning of a stephany aulenback story! nudge nudge.
Posted by: e.e. | September 28, 2010 at 02:50 AM
I love hearing that other people have dreams as strange as I do! I'm so glad you remembered it in such detail. I get annoyed if I can't remember what I dreamt about.
Posted by: Jennifer Averitt | October 13, 2010 at 03:47 PM