I have a bad habit of incorporating reality into my dreams, and it messes with me every time! Once when my daughter was in pre-kindergarten, I fell asleep sitting on the couch waiting for the bus to drop her off. (In my defense, I was sick and on cold medication.) I then proceeded to dream that:
I fell asleep while waiting for the bus, slept through someone knocking on my door, heard an answering machine message telling me they were taking my daughter back to the school since I didn’t appear to be home, which woke me up so jumped up and ran to open the front door, where I saw my (now-ex) husband walking up the driveway holding our daughter’s hand. In my dream, I thought, “Whew! I’m so glad he got her and brought her home!” and promptly went back to sleep.
I woke up for real a while later, and realized that what I’d thought was all a dream had actually happened. It was the bus driver knocking on my door, and the school system calling to tell me they were taking my daughter back to the school, everything except the part where her dad got her and brought her home. I slept right through all of it, ‘dreaming’. I felt so bad! I rushed right over to the school and picked up my girlie. It wasn’t all bad… she was eating some pizza with her favorite teacher. :)