Ok I'm super bad at updating this blog....but last nights dream is worth documenting.
In my dream me and Daron were at 'our house' but 'our house' was really my parents house. We were sitting there with a bunch of couples friends, one of those couples being my old friend from high school Sarah McEntee and her husband. (keep in mind I never talk to her anymore and haven't even thought about her for a long time, so it's totally weird for her to be in my dream) Daron and her husband were arguing about something. And I remember I kept saying "Oh, you're not mad at each other. You're just disagreeing on silly things!" I got up to go do the dishes, and I started but had to walk away for a minute. When I came back Daron was doing the dishes because "I wasn't doing it right" and then we started arguing because I was telling him how childish he was being about Sarahs husband and how embarassing that was for him to argue in front of everyone. Then, he tells me he doesn't want me to have any kid because I'm going to be a horrible mother. He said I was 'never going to be around' and would probably be awful at being a mother.
Then I woke up.
But htat wasn't all. As soon as I woke up, it was like I hadn't emotionally woken up and immedately I started BAWLING! I rolled over right next to Daron and he put his arm around me and after a minute he realized I was crying hysterically. He asked what was wrong....and like a scared 5 year old I cried "I had a bad dream"....and he cuddled me right back to sleep. It was so weird to be filled with such emotion about a dream.