Dream a little dream.

I dream.  Not everyone does, or at least they claim not to because they don’t remember the dreams they had by the time they wake up.  Not me.  I dream.  I dream hard and loud and colourful and brilliant.  And often.  And what feels like all night long.  I always have.

So when Jaia was born, I often wondered if babies dream, and if so, what they dream of.  Especially when they are very tiny. 

As Jaia gets older and wiser and has some experiences under her belt, I assumed that she must be dreaming of ‘things’, but had no confirmation until last night.

Let me backtrack for a second here.  When we were in Saskatchewan, we discovered something about Jaia that we didn’t know.  She loves to go on the swings.  It must be something she’s grown to love since going to daycare, because quite frankly, we haven’t spent that much time at the park.  The closest one to us at our old house wasn’t really that close, so since she’s been of the age to enjoy it, we haven’t really gone.

In Saskatchewan, the trailer we were staying in AND the cabin on Clearwater Lake had swingsets right beside them.  When she first laid eyes on them she started saying “weeeee”.  We were confused.  What on earth is a “weeee”?  (The Nintendo Wii crossed our minds, but no, probably not).  Then as we approached the swings, she started repeating it over and over.  She calls the swing the ‘weeee’, as in she goes “WEEEEEE” when flying up in the air in the swing.

Hilarious.  By the end of the week she was waking up in the morning and immediately pointing to the door saying “weeeee”, not wanting anything to do with breakfast, a diaper change, a clothes change.  She had a one-track mind and she had us all saying “weeee” as she dragged us over, holding us by a finger in the direction of the swingset.

So last night, Jaia woke up in the middle of the night calling for us.  This is not a surprise as in the last two weeks we’ve ripped her from her crib, plopped her in a giant bed and then moved it to a new and very unfamiliar room.  So when she called out I went in to make sure she was ok and decided to lay down with her until she fell back to sleep. 

My alterior motive was to get a bit of shut-eye on a bed, since Dan and I have been sleeping on our camping mattresses on the floor for a couple of nights.  They are unbearable, but I do miss my bed.  So the chance to spend a few hours sleeping on Jaia’s brand-spanking new mattresses seemed like an excellent idea at 3:00 am.

After laying there for a few minutes and just starting to drift off, Jaia suddenly shouts, “WEEEEE” in her sleep.  I’m serious.  She made me laugh out loud.

So, my original question is finally answered.  Jaia does dream, of wonderful things.  I just hope that’s always the way.