Secret Love Nest

Dream

I scared the hell out of Qing one early morning. I woke up screaming and clutching him tightly like I am dying and he is my lifeline. All thanks to my nightmare.

In my dream, I broke up with him, telling him that I did a mistake and I didn't love him after all. Then I went and search for a nice lady to marry.

But HE was the one who found himself a nice lady and he married her, with a lavish engagement and ads on newspaper announcing his wedding. I can't believe it so I decided to gatecrash on his wedding.

There I saw him, looking so handsome and perfect in a formal wedding suit, beside him is a statueque, model looking woman in a white flowing gown saying "I do" in front of a minister.

I shouted and run along the aisle filled with sweet smelling flowers to stop the wedding.

Me: (breathing heavily) Stop! Stop this wedding! That man is mine!

Qing: (looking annoyed at me) Dayu, we are over. You ended it. Please just go so I can be happy with my beautiful, caring, not stingy bride.

Me: (tears running on my face) But...I'm pregnant with your child! What about our child?!

That moment is the turning point that my dream became a nightmare. You see I don't mind that Qing is marrying someone else (Okay that's a lie. Of course I mind that Qing is marrying someone else. I mind it a LOT! He loves me, it's an unwritten rule that he should marry ME! But I have a more pressing problem than him having another bride)

I am pregnant! Holy shit! I have a protuding belly and a baby inside it! (No offense to people with protuding bellies and pregnant women of course. Congratulations to you all by the way)

Anyway, Holy Fuck! I am pregnant in my dream? And my Baby Daddy is marrying someone else. I am like "Oh hell bitch no! Baby Daddy is mine!" *snap those fingers up and down*

Back to my dream. I was crying and holding my belly, begging for Qing to come back to me when out of nowhere my belly started to hurt.

Yup, it's like being pregnant is not enough for my crazy mind to conjure, he also wants me to go into labor right there in the middle of the aisle full of flowers. (Stupid mind!)

Me: (sobbing and face contorted in pain) Ah...Qing ah! My belly hurts!

Qing: (finally looking worried) Dayu! (He came down from the platform to come at my side, just in time to catch me as I went down in pain)

Me: (in so much pain) Qing ah! Qing ah! It hurts!

Qing: (shouting) Someone call an ambulance! Dayu! Hang on...

Me: (sobbing in pain) Qing ah...I am scared. What will happen to our child? Qing ah...promise me that you will save our child.

Qing: (now crying too) Dayu, please don't say that. Nothing bad will happen to you and the child.

Me: (clutching his arm tightly) Promise me! Promise that you will save our child! Promise me! (Then I fainted)

Now my humiliation is complete. I won't blame anyone if you are all cringing. I suggest we all bleach our minds so that image of me fainting dramatically in Qing's arm will be forgotten. *sigh*

Qing: (in full on panic) Dayu! DAYU! NO!!!

That's when I woke up. Shouting "NO!" while sweating and thrashing and clutching Qing who is looking worried while hovering at me and trying to wake me up.

I almost cried, in relief. It was a dream. It was all a dream. Praise the Lord, Hallelujah! I turn and hug Qing, my chest overflowing with relief.

Qing asked me what was wrong. For a second I consider lying to him but he looked so worried that I was left with no choice but to tell him about my nightmare.

He listen intently on my story. Without any reaction, comments or stopping me so I can breath. I poured it all out.

Then when I am done telling him my humiliating dream, the man did what I had expected him to do from the start. He laugh. (Of course he will laugh, Stupid Wang Qing!)

He was rolling on our bed, laughing his head off and I sit there enduring it all. Every once in a while he will say words like "belly", "pregnant" and "aisle full of flowers". He will laugh, stop, look at me, then laugh again. I snatch a pillow to hit him on his head over and over but he just laugh harder.

I decided to stand up to get some water to drink so I can calm down. I almost finished a glass when I felt arms circling my waist and Qing's warm chest on my back. My eyes grew round when I felt one of his hand touching my belly.

Qing: Mommy...our baby...

Me: Finish that sentence and those will be your last words here on Earth.

Qing laughs some more and hugged me tighter.

Qing: (whispering to my ear) Wanna have my baby?

Me: (whirling around to face him) What?!

Qing: (smiling at me) I think you would look hot if you are pregnant. (He stole a look at my middle section)

I didn't want to, I swear I didn't want to, but I can't help smiling at his earnest expression and when he wriggle his brows at me. I ended up laughing.

Me: (trying to look stern) What makes you think that I will be the one to end up being pregnant? Maybe it's YOU who will be my Baby Mommy.

Qing: Wanna get me pregnant? We can go back in bed...

Me: You're on!

I push him back to our room while he is laughing again. I was determine! I will get him pregnant, see If I don't!

It's been days now since that dream but I can still remember it. It never fail to give me the goosies (goosebumps) whenever I remember it. That dream made me appreciate my mom more. It was no joke! Being pregnant is no joke at all.

I called my mom, telling her I love her very much and thanking her for having me. I also talked to my dad and told him to take care of mom more.

If you have your mom next to you, I order you to hug her and kiss her right now. If not for that wonderful, brave woman, you won't be sitting there and reading my crazy stories.

Salute to all mothers everywhere and to all women with protuding bellies, whether your have a baby inside or not. You are all beautiful to me.