Thursday, March 27, 2008
I had the strangest dream last night.
It was early morning in our house. Scott was leaving for work and I was sweeping the entry way. For some reason, Izzy was by the door, crawling on the floor. I picked her up and put her back in her crib, because she was asleep. I walk back and continue sweeping. Adrien bolts past me and through the door. Down the stairs and into the parking lot. Scott is by the car, so I thought that he would see and catch him. He doesn't. Instead Adrien just keeps running and running. I am screaming after him and trying to catch up. I finally grab him at the bridge about two hundred yards from our house, he is in the creek. I grab him and check for any sign of pain, blood... anything to indicate that he has been hurt. But he is just laughing and laughing at me. He is fine. My heart is racing and I bring him back to the house as fast as I can, Izzy is all alone. As I am walking up to the house, Scott is there with Izzy in the parking lot. He looks at me and says "What the hell just happened? Why did you put Adrien outside? How could you just leave Izzy? She's hurt, we're going to the hospital."
That is when I woke up. I felt so unsettled when I woke up. I checked on Izzy, I checked Adrien and I checked to make sure the door was locked. Everything was ok. I just hate having dreams like that.