Weird Dreams

I don't know if it is because yesterday was Easter or what, but I had some crazy dreams last night; the most strange are explained below.
Last night I dreamed my mother came back, she needed a place to stay for a while until she could figure out what to do. She didn't know where she had been the last two years and could not explain what had happened.
Instead of feeling excited or relieved, I felt annoyed and cheated. Annoyed that she had been gone for two years, cheated that I had watched her die, only to have her not be dead after all. Cheated that I had no mother during my pregnancy. Cheated that I didn't have a mom for Evie's first nine months.

I had finally come to the realization that my mother had died and was never coming back. I had started the long road to recovery, learning how to live without a mother. I had built a new support system with new people to try to help fill the gaping hole. I was doing okay, not great, but okay. And then, suddenly, here she comes crashing back into my life, needing me to take care of her again.

What kind of weird twisted dreaming is this? And wouldn't the proper reaction be elation and happiness?

I woke up somewhere in the middle of this dream, flipped over and went back to sleep.
The next dream involved me getting my fingers chopped off by the lawn mower, not once but twice.
I woke up again, flipped over again, and went back to sleep.

My final dream involved me being the middle car in a 10-car pile up. Still awake, I called Bryan to tell him that I was okay, but couldn't feel my legs. My biggest concern wasn't my legs though, it was who was going to take care of Evie and the neighbor kids that afternoon since I couldn't get home.

Needless to say it was not a restful night's sleep. And it's probably a good thing I'm meeting with a therapist on Friday.