It gets weirder

It crawled slowly across the bed.

It was HUGE and black....all 6 legs skinny and shaking as it tried to balance itself while crawling across the soft quilt.

I looked at it through half open eyes and slowly picked up the bolster lying on the floor beside me.

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Just a light swipe, I told myself, and that will send it flying off the bed and I can go back to sleep.

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SWIPE!!!

SPLAT!!!

SHLEEEEEPPpppppp........

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It was amazing how many things spilled out from that tiny little bug.

Green stuff oozed out....mixed with intestines and blood and even a dead frog.

The stench immediately hit my nose and it knocked me back.

I threw the bolster aside....it was stained with greeen eeky stuff and blood.

And quickly pulled out the tissue box.

But the more I tried wiping...the more intestines spilled out and the smellier it got.

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The puddle of mess got bigger and bigger and soon, the dead frog burst open and more intestines came spewing out, exploding all around me, splattering onto the walls and onto my clothes.

I gagged.

And gagged.

The stench surrounded me and I couldn't move, stuck in bed, as the pool of blood and intestines covered me....

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I opened my mouth to scream.....
And more intestines and green goo came pouring out

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And then...

I woke.

And blinked as the familiar bedroom flooded my vision.

I turned and looked at FattyHubby, silently sleeping beside me.

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And there was no bug.

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I've been having really weird dreams of late. Like last night, I dreamed that my monthly menses came. But consciously, I knew I was pregnant and that I shouldn't be getting it. So I was caught between sleep and consciousness, confused and worried about getting my period and at the same time, telling myself that it cannot be because I AM pregnant.

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And then the night before that, I dreamed that I was about to marry the WRONG MAN! I was all decked out in my wedding gown, holding my favorite flowers, looking like the most beautiful bride there possibly is, and as I walked down the aisle, I looked up and the wrong groom was looking back at me. No no no....this cannot be! I'm suppose to be marrying my Fatty....not this strange person staring back at me.

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I started to panic and looked around. Maybe this was a prank. Maybe Fatty was hiding somewhere, ready to jump out and surprise me. But he was no where to be seen. My heart started pumping harder and harder...and I swear it would have pumped right out of my chest.

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I tried to stop the wedding, tried to turn around and run, but my feet woudn't listen to me. They continued to bring me forward and then, before I knew it, the strange man who was my groom, took my hand in his and smiled down at me.

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Argh! Get your hands off me you bastard! I tried to shout. But nothing came out.

Everyone around me were cheering and clapping but I didn't know a single familar face.

The faces all around me were distorted and ugly and I needed to get away.

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The groom started turning my face to his...and his lips came closer and closer to mine. I tried to turn my face away, but it was held tight by him....and as he slowly came closer and closer....I started to faint.

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And then, I woke up.

And turned to see if FattyHubby was next to me. And he was!

I hugged him and kissed him and curled up closer to him, holding his hands.

And I didn't let it go until I fell asleep.

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But the bug dream, by far, has GOT to be one of the weirdest dream I ever had. And I have no idea why. And I hate it.

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It's already bad enough that I don't really get enough sleep at nights.

Either it's too hot.

Or it's numerous trips to the toilet.

Or the baby is kicking me too hard.

And now, I have to deal with weird choking dreams too.

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Sighs....

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Anyways......

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Onto other topics that cheers me up.....

I went shopping with BestieKat 2 Fridays ago, and she gave me one of the best crash courses on how to buy baby's necessities in that 5 hours we were in One U.

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We shopped for things I NEVER KNEW EXISTED!

I mean, baby nail-clippers that comes attached with its own magnifying glass??? Who would have thought of that!

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I ended up spending RM640 ONLY on baby's stuff.

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And then last weekend, FattyHubby and I went scouting for strollers. It took us about 5 days before we found THE ONE.

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And it's in Pink AND Black too!

Love it to pieces and FattyHubby likes the feel of it (since he'll be the one pushing it most of the time).

If only it was made for me....hahaha!

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Oooh....Mega Sale starting next Sat!

Can't wait!

Playpens.....here I come!