My god did have the most distrubing dream last night! Some pregnant woman wanted to get into a fight with me, and OH was trying to protect me and bub by keeping this woman calm (she was trying to pull him) she went away to get drunk and we turned off the lights and blocked the front door and pretneded to be out. We were standing at the top of the stairs talking when we heard this drunken woman return and go mad when she found she couldnt get in. I heard some banging around like she had got in elsewhere and saw just as she started coming up the stairs, so I quixkly without a word so she wouldnt know I was there shut the door so I was in the bedroom. OH had his back to the stairs and I didnt say anything just shut the door so as not to let her know we had seen her. Iheard nothing then the door opened and this nutty woman walked in holding a great big kitchen knife that was covered in blood. The fact that Ihaddent heard anything from my OHment that I assumed she had got him from beind and he was dead, I felt imense sadness and pain, like this had really happened, and she came at me with this knife while I seemed paralysed and I tried unsuccessfully to puch her hands out the way as she pushed this knife through my chest . . . Then I woke up, my heart was beating like mad and bub was kicking around franticaly, I didnt dare close my eye again after that, and really wanted to wake OH up for a cuddle, but it was 3am and I didnt think he would be to impressed. But that really shook me up it was so vivid and real. Iwas told that if you dies in a dream, you didnt wake up, so I much have been pretty close!