Dreaming of Babies conflicting with Star Wars Rooms

So just to give you a bit of a run down. We have two kids. Would I like anymore. My heart says yes, but my mind says no. All I ever wanted prior to getting married was 2 kids, which we have and I am extremely grateful that they are healthy, beautiful, intelligent and all those describing words you use when you want to pain a picture of just how perfect they really are.

My mind says no because the day that Jett was born I knew I had PND. This lasted for a good 18mths or so and it was possibly the darkest days of my 36yrs of being alive. PND unless you have been there and suffered it, is just indescribable and is something I just wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. Anyway perhaps that can be left for another post.

Now for my dream…..  Oh yeah, before I go on. We are building a house and at the rate the house is being completed you would think we are building the Taj Mahal or something equally as grand, but alas no, we are just building a stock standard 4×2 house. The initial plan had 4 bedrooms plus an activity room, which was in between the two bedrooms at the back of the house. We removed the activity room and made the two bedrooms extra big, so the kids could have room down the track for desks etc when they get to the studying age. The third bedroom is a study/spare room/ STAR WARS Room for Brian to put all his collection in and display.

Anyway back to my dream…..

In my dream, our house is almost at completion and we are getting ready to move in. Then I discover I am pregnant (remember this is just a dream) and I am a little worried how its all going to go when I tell Brian. I remember feeling these mixed emotions of how I will handle it all, I mean there would be a 50/50 chance that I would end up with PND again and I swore to myself I would never go there so to say the least I am a little stressed. But in my dream I can remember dreading telling Brian, not because he wouldn’t normally be excited but because he would be worried he would not be able to get his Star Wars room he has always wanted. I remember in my dream he was a little shocked at first, and we chatted back and forth about it for a while, but then he said “Nope, No. We can’t keep it. I want my Star Wars room”

So I woke up feeling very uneasy and had that momentary WTF is happening moment, but then realized it was just a dream, had a bit of a giggle and went back to sleep.