I usually have very bizzare dreams but the one I had on Saturday night was just horrible.
It started with me dreaming that I was having a poo and when I looked down I had given birth! I quickly scooped the baby up out of the pan and started to rub it's back (it was really small, about 6 inches) then it started crying - the cord hadn't been cut or anything. I just kept shouting to call an ambulance although I knew there was no-one else there. Next time I looked into the pan there was blood everywhere and I started shouting for the ambulance again. Next thing I know I'm driving round the local countryside with dh in a postman pat van trying to find the baby and everyone kept saying things like "I saw it up at the farm house" etc. I think I found it in the end but can't be sure.
When I remembered this dream last night I felt such an increadible sense of loss and hollowness and couldn't help having a little cry - to which dh very kindly commented "it's only a dream, stop being so stupid". Last time I had this dream was over 2 years ago before we were ttc dd and then it always stopped when I picked the baby up out of the toilet.
Sorry for waffling but I had to get it out of my system.