In the darkest hours

It’s the stuff of my childhood, gasping for breath and pouring sweat, unable to scream as I struggle toward consciousness.  I’ve always been prone to nightmares, they peaked in late adolescence fading as I slowly trudged toward adulthood.

They have returned as my body downshifts from carrying a child and the hormonal nightmare wreaks havoc on my subconscious.  Dark entities wait in my sleep.  In the light of day, they are nothing more than an anecdotal “I had a bad dream.”  But, in the witching hour they are a force to be reckoned with as I wait for dawn.

This too shall pass.


#1 Margo on 08.21.07 at 5:53 pm

Oh man, Heather, what a horrible time to have to deal with nighmares-when you need your sleep the most!

#2 jaz on 08.21.07 at 9:27 pm

Yep. Them bad dreams can rough a body up.

No wonder folks back in the Dark Ages supposed they were wrestling with goblins and incubi in the night .

#3 Klinde on 08.22.07 at 3:55 am

I am so sorry you are suffering. I too suffer. We have semi-discussed that in our conversations of being a step mom.

Now for something completely different… Congrats on Elizabeth! What a blessing!! What a beauty!! But how would she not be with a mom like you?

Congrats to you. You are blessed and fortunate. You are in my prayers.

Now go get some rest. That’s an order. 😉

#4 Heidi @ Carolina Dreamz on 08.24.07 at 7:29 am

I lost 60 pounds, with these same sweaty nightmares, after I gave birth to #3

Yes, it shall pass. *hugz*

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