Dreams: The Wave & Mama Mona

I've been having the weirdest dreams lately. The other day, I had one where Olive and I were in the ocean. Well, it was actually a lake and a huge wave (like a tsunami) rose over our heads and was about to crash on top of us. But we had a reprieve as the hang time was long enough for me to explain to Olive what to do as soon as the water hit us. Under the wave, I explained to her what was going on to relieve her fears. I told her to breathe until a certain point, then to hold her breath until we floated to the the top. I told her I wouldn't let her go. We made it.

Last night, I had a dream I up and went to Mexico City with R's family. They had a huge van/bus that was jam-packed with tons of people. No R. No baby. No Olive. They made room for me in the cab at the last minute, but for some reason, I was the pain in the group, stalling the travelers. I made a big deal about having to stop here and there and at one point, I made them stop to look at my FLAT tire. (I guess that is really bugging me.) Anyway, we ended up in Mexico City where I saw my great-grandmother, Mama Mona (who has been dead for about 25 years). She was lying down on a couch and she had what looked like cottage cheese spread all over her face. I went to go kiss and hug her and a little bit of the cottage cheese got in my mouth. Her boyfriend (who looked like a trucker) told her she should get cleaned up. When she came back out, she was GORGEOUS. I could not believe that was my great-grandmother. She said, in Spanish, that she missed me and that she always looked out for me. It was awesome to see her. What is funny is that Mama Mona never lived in Mexico City...she was like 50% American Indian and 50% Mexican....grew up in New Mexico. She used to watch me when I was little and I remember her as being so loving. She had a bird named, "Luigi" as well, which was funny. It got me thinking...where have all the Mama Monas gone? I need someone like that to watch my baby when I go back to work.