Hi Tammy,
How are you? Thanks for having a look at my dreams again :)
My partner and I recently had dreams involving water, so I thought I'd add his dream here too. In both dreams TV comes up in similar context - distractions which take attention away from danger - interesting :)
Dream 1
My partner dreamed that he and I had a fight. I walked out of the room and he stayed to watch TV. He knew he should follow me and make an effort to sort it out, but decided to blow me off. He falls asleep on the couch and wakes when it is dark. Realising that he does not know where I am, he walks through the house and finds me in the bathroom. I am floating under the water in the bath, my arms are floating up above my head and my eyes are opaque. Thinking that he can resuscitate me - he tries to lift me from the water and finds that my body is frozen and stiff. He drops me as he tries to lift me and I fall heavily off the edge of the bath and land with a thud on the ground … he wakes screaming and I wake too – he is sobbing uncontrollably.
He is unsure if the drowning was accidental or intentional - incidentally, I am not suicidal.
Dream 2
There is a baby girl in my dream who needs to be adopted. I am with my sister and unsure about deciding to adopt the baby incase my sister decides she would rather adopt her. I am waiting for my sister to make a decision so that I can know if I get to adopt her – like letting fate decide – then I won’t have to make the decision.
The baby appears at different ages throughout the dream. At one point she gets up and runs out of the room, I follow her out as I am afraid she could get hurt as we are in a room on the second floor and the staircase is badly balustrade with very low railings. I watch is the child now about 2 years old throws herself at the railings and lands with her arms and feet through the gaps. She is giggling and swinging her legs and is able to peer over the low railing all the way down to the floor level. It frightens me that she is unaware of the danger and intrigues me that she was so well coordinated to place herself there in one quick move. I relalise that I must be a responsible adult, even if she seems so confident, so I lean forward to hold onto the back of her jumper. As I do, she quickly climbs over the railing and throws herself off. Her jumper stretches in my hand as she is dangling from it. I am not strong enough to pull her up so I shout for my partner whom I know is in the next room, but my voice is strangled from me like a silent scream and I find that I am calling the name of my brother instead of my partner. I then realize that I can pull her up and wonder why I want my partner to witness this precarious situation I am in, I wonder if I am being manipulative – trying to gain sympathy from him out of a situation which I can actually manage. I pull the child up and as I do she is an infant and is being strangled by the jumper. I lay her on the ground and she seems unable to breath. I quickly release the jumper and she starts to breath.
I cradle her and take her back to the room and inform my sister that the baby needs to sleep, my sister tells me to lay her on the bed and to put pillows either side of her to stop her from rolling off. I am immediately irritated that my sister thinks I am unable to care for my own baby (it seems at this point that she is mine). I place the baby on the bed and she has become a tiny transparent cutout. As I place the pillows around her, I lose her on the sheets. She has become so small I can’t find her. My sister comes over and I explain that I can’t find her. She helps me but I know I must find her before my sister does - I do and place the tiny cutout onto a purple pillow so that it is easier to see her.
When she awakes she is older again about 4 years. I pick her up and try to put her back to sleep. She will not fall asleep so I put her down and she sits next to the bed on the floor. I turn my back to her as my sister, sister-in-law and I are watching TV . Every now and then I remember that the baby is there – as if I had forgotten her, and turn quickly back to her to make sure she is ok. At one point I find that water is seeping into the room and the carpet is drenched. The water is almost touching the child and she is watching it as it gets closer. We all jump up and sweep the water out of the room and return to watching TV. Again I suddenly remember the child and shout out 'where is the baby?' I am scrambling about trying to find her and my sister is saying 'it's ok, she is on the floor.' Again I find that the water is advancing on her. The child watching it, she is edging closer to the bed to stay away from it. I turn on her and ask her why she didn’t tell me it was happening again – like it is her responsibility to protect us and not mine as the adult to protect her.
Throughout the dream I am helping her figure out who I am to her – telling her to come to ‘Mommy’ telling her that she is ‘my little girl’.
How are you? Thanks for having a look at my dreams again :)
My partner and I recently had dreams involving water, so I thought I'd add his dream here too. In both dreams TV comes up in similar context - distractions which take attention away from danger - interesting :)
Dream 1
My partner dreamed that he and I had a fight. I walked out of the room and he stayed to watch TV. He knew he should follow me and make an effort to sort it out, but decided to blow me off. He falls asleep on the couch and wakes when it is dark. Realising that he does not know where I am, he walks through the house and finds me in the bathroom. I am floating under the water in the bath, my arms are floating up above my head and my eyes are opaque. Thinking that he can resuscitate me - he tries to lift me from the water and finds that my body is frozen and stiff. He drops me as he tries to lift me and I fall heavily off the edge of the bath and land with a thud on the ground … he wakes screaming and I wake too – he is sobbing uncontrollably.
He is unsure if the drowning was accidental or intentional - incidentally, I am not suicidal.
Dream 2
There is a baby girl in my dream who needs to be adopted. I am with my sister and unsure about deciding to adopt the baby incase my sister decides she would rather adopt her. I am waiting for my sister to make a decision so that I can know if I get to adopt her – like letting fate decide – then I won’t have to make the decision.
The baby appears at different ages throughout the dream. At one point she gets up and runs out of the room, I follow her out as I am afraid she could get hurt as we are in a room on the second floor and the staircase is badly balustrade with very low railings. I watch is the child now about 2 years old throws herself at the railings and lands with her arms and feet through the gaps. She is giggling and swinging her legs and is able to peer over the low railing all the way down to the floor level. It frightens me that she is unaware of the danger and intrigues me that she was so well coordinated to place herself there in one quick move. I relalise that I must be a responsible adult, even if she seems so confident, so I lean forward to hold onto the back of her jumper. As I do, she quickly climbs over the railing and throws herself off. Her jumper stretches in my hand as she is dangling from it. I am not strong enough to pull her up so I shout for my partner whom I know is in the next room, but my voice is strangled from me like a silent scream and I find that I am calling the name of my brother instead of my partner. I then realize that I can pull her up and wonder why I want my partner to witness this precarious situation I am in, I wonder if I am being manipulative – trying to gain sympathy from him out of a situation which I can actually manage. I pull the child up and as I do she is an infant and is being strangled by the jumper. I lay her on the ground and she seems unable to breath. I quickly release the jumper and she starts to breath.
I cradle her and take her back to the room and inform my sister that the baby needs to sleep, my sister tells me to lay her on the bed and to put pillows either side of her to stop her from rolling off. I am immediately irritated that my sister thinks I am unable to care for my own baby (it seems at this point that she is mine). I place the baby on the bed and she has become a tiny transparent cutout. As I place the pillows around her, I lose her on the sheets. She has become so small I can’t find her. My sister comes over and I explain that I can’t find her. She helps me but I know I must find her before my sister does - I do and place the tiny cutout onto a purple pillow so that it is easier to see her.
When she awakes she is older again about 4 years. I pick her up and try to put her back to sleep. She will not fall asleep so I put her down and she sits next to the bed on the floor. I turn my back to her as my sister, sister-in-law and I are watching TV . Every now and then I remember that the baby is there – as if I had forgotten her, and turn quickly back to her to make sure she is ok. At one point I find that water is seeping into the room and the carpet is drenched. The water is almost touching the child and she is watching it as it gets closer. We all jump up and sweep the water out of the room and return to watching TV. Again I suddenly remember the child and shout out 'where is the baby?' I am scrambling about trying to find her and my sister is saying 'it's ok, she is on the floor.' Again I find that the water is advancing on her. The child watching it, she is edging closer to the bed to stay away from it. I turn on her and ask her why she didn’t tell me it was happening again – like it is her responsibility to protect us and not mine as the adult to protect her.
Throughout the dream I am helping her figure out who I am to her – telling her to come to ‘Mommy’ telling her that she is ‘my little girl’.