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I had this vivid dream that started with me back in high school. I missed the bus home and saw my little brother waiting for a ride share, so I asked to join him. We got into the Uber together, but then the dream shifted. Suddenly, it was nighttime, and my mom was driving me, him, and our other brother to another high school.

Instead of heading to the school, she made a quick, irrational turn onto a dirt road. I was in the back seat, panicking and screaming at her to turn around because we were going the wrong way and had missed the school. To make things worse, she was driving into what felt like oncoming traffic—there were bright headlights coming toward us, even though we were on a dirt path.

Finally, she stopped and got out of the car, and I jumped into the driver’s seat, still yelling at her for knowingly going the wrong way. But as soon as I started driving, I couldn’t control the car. We veered into oncoming traffic and got hit by another car. The car spun out, but thankfully, everyone was okay.

In real life, I’m 32 and pregnant with my second child, due on January 21st. I’ve been feeling a lot of stress about this birth—my first experience was traumatic, and I’m unsure whether to attempt a VBAC or schedule a repeat C-section. On top of that, my family experienced a major trauma eight years ago, which led to my dad going to prison. I partly blame my mom for what happened, and I can’t help but feel this dream is tied to those unresolved emotions about her choices and my own fears of motherhood.

I feel like the dream is a reflection of my anxieties about making the right choices as a mother. No matter what path I take, I believe I’ll be okay—but it’s still overwhelming. I’d love to hear other interpretations or perspectives!

Oneirly Answered question January 10, 2025