"Write about a dream you had."

I have a lot of dreams that I'm pregnant. Usually, this is a very good omen. I really want kids and I've found that I enjoy being pregnant in these dreams. One of the best dreams I had was around four years ago. In the dream, I was about twenty years old, I was in a grocery store, and I was about to pop. I was strangely aware of my situation. I was in a band, I was married, and I was currently staying at the summer house my husband and I somehow owned. I knew the pregnancy was a delightfully planned one and a very good thing. Yet, everyone at this grocery store was judging me because I was so young. I think the meaning behind that dream was to not let others judge you for what you want. It was my dream to become a rockstar and move to Baltimore, but everyone called me an idiot for it.

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Yet, I had my first nightmare pregnancy the other night. Let me just preface this by saying I've had two periods since my last time doing the didgeridoo, so I'm definitely not preggo. I dreamt, however, that I was. Right now. The father was my ex boyfriend, who is an okay guy but not someone I would ever want to raise a child with. It was the worst timing ever. I just signed my lease with a few other girls to move to Baltimore, and I would have had to back out of it and stay here. It was a terrifying dream and I woke up in a cold sweat. I still don't know what it was trying to tell me.

Last one, not a pregnancy dream:
Last night, just to keep you updated on my most recent dream, I dreamt that my least favorite person in the whole world was moving to Vancouver. I'm going to Baltimore. That meant I'd never have to see her again, and it was the best feeling ever (We both live in NH by the way). Then I woke up and remembered she's only going to Vermont. Uhg. Not enough distance.