I used to have incredibly detailed dreams and excellent recall of them. I'd wake up and say something like, "I was walking through a forest, but not a regular forest--it looked like a cross between the redwood forest in that SUV commercial and that part of El Yunque in Puerto Rico just to the left of the door of the Visitor's Center. Anyway, I was walking through the forest and a woman appeared from behind a tree--I think it was a gingko tree, but the leaves looked almost more like willow leaves. The woman was wearing a flight attendant's uniform from the 60s....." You can see how that would be simultaneously entertaining and yet annoying to dream in such detail.
I haven't had dreams like that since my older son was born. Probably from the sleep deprivation and just being focused on other people's concerns all day long.
And I'm still not getting enough sleep and am still focusing a lot on what other people need. But somehow, my dreams have come back in the last week. I had one a few days ago about a crocheted purse (there was way more to the dream than that, but I've been haunted by wanting to figure out how to make this purse), and one last night about my boss doing a combo of stand-up comedy and rock climbing.
I wonder if this means I'm coming out of the little-kid mommy tunnel.
Any thoughts about this? Is it happening to anyone else?