I had a bad dream Wednesday morning, First I got up @ about 3 AM, because David woke me up. He woke me up to tell me he couldn't find his Lion, which he has had from his first Easter. Well there is about 20 lions going around, but we call it one lion. Some day I will blog about his Lion, & the search party we had once. Any way he woke me up, so I turned on the light found his Lion. I am the great Lion finder j/k. I went back to bed & started dreaming, I was dreaming about traveling, I love traveling. In my dream we had stopped @ a truck stop or something like that. All the men went to the bathroom together & we were with some friends don't remember who really. We were in the restroom when I told David to go outside with the people we were with, so he went. I washed my hands started looking for David asking for him no one had seen him. My heart is beating so fast my chest hurts my heart is breaking. Everyone spreads out looking for him, then I run outside the store, & I see him in the front seat of this old looking car. I am so mad @ my self for sending him out the restroom. I get even more mad @ myself , cause I can't describe the car all I know that it was brown. Old looking car like an 80 kind Plymouth that is what it was. I see him look @ me, we make eye contact, but I don't yell @ him. I see a lady driving the car, David is in the front seat buckled up an all. There is another kid in the back seat, but I don't get a look at him. I start running after the car just kept running, yes this fat man can run. I ran & ran Didn't care about anyone I left behind @ the store. The car was out of my sight I start crying so hard, & my heart is beating so hard in disbelief. "This can't be happening", I tell myself. I start hitchhiking to the next town trying to find my baby, as I am sticking out my hand with my thumb up, a truck stop. It had to be a Ford, I told the driver nah I'll get the next Chevy truck that comes by. j/k. I got on told the driver what was happening he dropped me off @ the next town, @ a gas station. He left said good luck, I looked around & said to myself, Where do I start? It is a small town with a little gs station those you see in the movies, with the no carport over the gas pumps, screen doors as the entrance way. There are 2 gas pumps, those single gas pumps with like globes on top of them. I start walking down the road looking for this brown car, then I wake up with mt heart pounding almost in tears. I had to go check up on the baby, to touch him feel his face and apologize. I know it was a dream , but it felt so real. Then I started praying, God got my attention to start praying for all my boys. This was Davids' Birthday by the way, I had to wake him up before I left to work to hug him & kiss him , & to tell him happy birthday. Don't you just hate those dreams that are so real, that you wake up crying or your heart is racing.
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Great heavens to Betsy!! I thought I was the only one that did stuff like this. I actually lost Darren one time. I went behind our mobile home to hang out clothes and left him sitting on the front steps. The trailer wasn't underpinned so I could see his little feet dangling off the steps. Then I got busy and when I looked again there were no little feet. We lived in the country way back off the highway, but there was a huge pond down through the woods. I was about 7 months pregnant with Kim but I ran to that pond. No Daren. I ran back to the trailer and then through the woods to my Uncles house. No Darren. Then I started down the hill to the highway. Half way down I spotted his Kool-aid glass and I knew I was on to him but just knew he had been hit by a car or picked up. When I reached the bottom, he was standing smack in the middle of the highway, and a neighbor had stopped his truck and was talking gently to him. I didn't even speak to the neighbor cause I was crying so hard. I grabbed Daren, walked out of sight of the neighbor, sat Darren down on the ground and took a little switch and switched his legs, to let him know he was never to do that again. He cried and I cried and gathered him up and carried the heavy little thing back to the house. I thought I was going to give birth to Kim right then. But, he went to sleep and I stood and looked at him the entire time and cried. Needless to say, I kept my eyes on him a whole lot better after that. But hey, I was just seventeen, what do you expect?
However, Juan. I said all that to say this. You're an exceptionally good dad and those boys think the sun rises and sets in you. You and Dee Dee are doing an excellent job. My hats off to you.
I have awakened in the same manner, heart beating out of my chest, crying, thinking someone had one of my kids or that I had lost them in a store. Scares the p'toody out of you.
Hey Baby, first of all, you are never taking David to the restroom ever again! Just kidding, but really I know that you would never let anything happen to our kids, even if your life depended on it. You're a great daddy, and the kids and I love you for it. Well my love, thank God that it was only a dream.
@Senora, that would of been the biggest ever, but I think I would of also gotten the biggest switch and let them have it. It's the scariest thought, losing our kids, or anything happening to them for that fact. Haa, I can imagine you running! And then pregnant!!
@senora, ok I left the word "scare" out of the first sentence. That would of been the biggest scare ever!!
SOOORRRRYYYYYYY!
@senora
so that was a dream or that really happen?
Moms really happened. But i have woken up with a scream and a tear soked pillow thinking a car had just ran over my little boy right in front of me.. it is awful to wake that way but juan is correct it does make you pray.
You are such a wierdo...
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