Last night, about 11:45 p.m., Randi wakes up in a panic, she quickly gets out of bed, then turns on her night stand light (at this point, I literally thought I was under attack by rockets). I look to my right, and see Randi looking through the sheets, saying "where's the baby?" I'm like what the hell is going on. I say huh? She then snaps out of it and gets into bed. Randi then tells me that she thought Zach was in our bed. At this point, I'm too tired to talk about what just happened and we both go back to sleep. Apparently, this phenomenon is not uncommon among women. Taken from an internet site, "Between 88% and 91% of women in all groups recalled dreams and nightmares. A very common nightmare is one Nielsen calls "baby in bed." The mother dreams the infant has been lost in the bed and searches through the covers. She often weeps or speaks out loud. When she awakens, she realizes the baby is not in bed but often feels driven to get up and check on the baby." THIS HAPPENS ATLEAST ONCE A WEEK WITH RANDI.
Real quick story about what happened to me last week. I'm dreaming about being behind home plate at a Giants baseball game. Barry Bonds is talking to the fans in my section. He throws a ball (as a souvenier) to the area I was sitting in. I dive to my right to try to get the ball. In doing this, I literally dive out of my bed and hit my left forehead on my night stand. Randi didn't know what to think about what just happened. I ignore putting ice on my head. I wake up with a bump on my head and it is red. HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN?
As for Zach, well, he's probably dreaming about boobs, farts, and goodnight moon.
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