Weird mom dreams

Date: 6/3/2023

So... more than I've remembered in awhile. First of all, I was technically at a trailer visit with my dad (known to most as conjugal visits, but my mom was bringing us for family time back in the day, so they were conjugal visits for my mom and dad, for us family trailer visits) ...but he wasnt actually there in the dream at all. Instead, when we showed up and went through the bag/bin checks, and then walked in to a trailer that already had a family in it. Definitely not how that goes in real life. But in the dream, it was just my mom and I going in, and when we entered to see two woman, a man, and two kids and a baby, we just kinda accepted it. Still thinking it was strange, but we just acted like normal and started unpacking for the weekend. Starting with the kitchen, we unpacked the grocery bins and put that stuff away. The kids (little girls) were running around playing, and one of them had this really tiny toy baby. I bumped into her and she dropped the baby doll, and started bawling, saying that I hurt her baby. I kinda went back and forth between apologizing and reassuring her that the baby would be fine (since it wasn't real, though I didn't say that). She was practically heartbroken, but eventually started cooing at the doll and telling her she was okay. Then I decided to start putting our clothing bags in our rooms. So I started going through the place counting rooms and seeing if there actually was enough for my mom and I along with everyone already there. There were three bedrooms upstairs. Which also is immediately strange because the places for "trailet visits" NEVER have a second floor. But this one did. In the bedrooms upstairs, two had a queen size bed, and one room had two twin beds. And one of the rooms with a queen size bed had a bassinet as well (for the baby). I could tell all the rooms were taken. One of the women with the baby in the bassinet room. The man and other woman in the other. And the kids in the room with the single beds, which was also full of toy room toys. Seems redundant to say it like that, but unless you brought brand new toys and let the guards open them, you couldn't really bring your own, you had to pick toys from the toy room. Had its upsides though, I remember looking forward to getting to play with those toys as a kid. So I go back downstairs and ask the dude "So where are my mom and I supposed to go??" (Even in that moment, I still only was worried about mom and I, even though I knew where we were, and why we go there- to see dad. But he was never in the dream so I guess I just assumed we were there for some other reason, like he was in medical, and we were still staying in a trailer there while we visited him? I don't know) Anyways, the dude responds with "well I guess I figured you'd just take this bed" and then I notice that there's a single bed in the living room, and he's sitting in it. I think I just assumed it was a second couch up until that moment. And with a little disbelief, I said "Don't you guys think my mom and I should at least get one of the queen size beds to share? Not the single bed?" I mean the woman who was sleeping with the baby beside her could definitely take the single, and the room with the other queen bed was big, so the three of them could of moved the single bed and bassinet in there. For the record, they were a throuple. I don't really know how I knew this, but they were. The woman with the baby, it was his. And the other woman and him were sleeping together. But the two woman were beyond friendly with each other. I think also because the woman with the baby wasn't a daughter or family member of the man, so she wouldn't be in a conjugal visit with him and the other woman unless she was a part of their relationship. Before I could get an answer to that question, my mom brings the baby down from the bassinet. And I remember that I already told the two women (the dude was out of sight at the time) that the baby was crying in his bassinet, and smelled like he needed a diaper change. Probably about 10 or 15 minutes before talking to the guy. So when my mom carries down this screeching baby, I look at the dude and say "well it looks like we've synced up already, both babies need their bottoms changed. I already have this one to do," (there's now suddenly a baby in my hands, just as tiny as the baby doll the little girl was carrying) "so if I pass over the diaper and wipes, you're going to change yours, right?" And he laughs, says "of course, you should have told me to in the first place, they certainly won't." And my mom passes him the baby, while I dig in a clear tote bin for the diaper, wipes, and diaper rash cream. Was a bitch trying to find the diapers. Kept finding really large pads instead, so I eventually said "mom can you just pass me two of ours that we brought please? We have enough extra" at this point crap was leaking out of the one I was holding, and the poor baby from upstairs has needed his done for god knows how long. Then I'm in the bathroom getting ready to shower off, and two weird things are happening. Well three. First, I'm still holding the tiny baby. And even though we apparently packed supplies for this baby, it sure as hell isn't mine or my mom's. I don't know who this baby belongs to, but I am now responsible for it I guess. And its so tiny. Not normal tiny. Like super premature tiny. It actually fits in one hand. And so I'm trying to hold this baby in one hand and support its neck right, while trying to figure out in the back of my mind, why the hell I have it at all, and while starting up the shower. Why do I have this insanely tiny baby in here with me?! And then second, as I get the water running, I notice the tub is overfilled with toys. So I'm trying to move them gently at first, but feeling more and more frustrated, and worrying about dropping the baby, so honestly I just start (still pretty gently) kicking the toys out of the tub and to the back of it when most of them are out finally. But then the last weird thing (in the tub at least) is that there's broken glass and I cut myself. Then I notice half of the toys are glass. And a third of them are fucking broken with jagged edges. To be clear, NOT from me breaking them, these people just had the tub filled with broken glass trinkets for the little girls to play with during bath time. So I start gathering them all in a tote, after I rinsed off. And I bring them out to throw them away, but first I wanted to make sure none of them were a favorite toy of one of the girls, so I ask the little ones if there are any in the bin that are important to them, and I'll fix them. One of the girls tries to take the baby I'm holding and says "I want one of those too!" And I say, "No hun, this one is real." And they both say "but it's so tiny!" And the older one says "it looks just like mine!!" And I show her the real baby in my hands, and say "It really does, doesn't it? But this one is real, and if we drop it like you and I accidentally dropped yours... this one won't be okay, so I'm going to hold this one, okay?" And they both nod sadly, and then I look at the older one and say "I really am sorry that I made you drop yours, I get it now, why that made you so sad. I'm so sorry, but please help me make sure that I don't drop this one" and she smiles at me and says "it's okay, and I will, he's safe with us". So apparently this tiny baby is a boy. Then in the next part of the dream, weirdly I am in the same place (or maybe I just didn't notice that we were somewhere else now, not entirely sure actually) but all the other people are gone. Including my mom. And its just Alex and I smoking bongs. And he gives me shit (in a nice way) for smoking a tobe bong. Then he says "that's it, your not smoking those anymore" and he's smiling. And I say "yeah like you can stop me" and I start to light it, and he tackles me to take the bong away. We both start laughing hysterically, and I don't remember anything after that. I know I had more dreams afterward, but they're gone from my memory already. I was kinda depressed sleeping today though, and slept way more than I should have. My hormones are fucked right now, and a friend of mine is pregnant, and high risk for premature birth. Maybe that's why. Its still a weird fucking dream. Also, when I did wake up, it turns out one of the dogs where I'm visiting, was babying a tiny toy sheep all day long. And that is far from typical for her. The extra fun weird layer? Normally she plays with her toys, rather than baby them, so I tried to throw it for her a couple times, and she just gave me a really sad look. And I said "what Kipo? Don't you want someone to play with you?" And one of my friends (technically my friend's mom, but I have a real bad habit of befriending my friends's family members. Trust me when I say its a bad habit, it definitely has it's downsides... I end up feeling like a parasite most places I go to.), she says "oh no, she's being really strange today... she's not playing with it, she's babying it, and whining, especially when it drops off of the couch while she's trying to clean it and snuggle with it. Gotta love weird fucked up dreams actually having relevance to the next day in ways you'd never guess they would. Huh. Not the first time, doubt it will be the last.

AI generated interpretation Based on your dream, it seems you have a lot of unresolved issues and emotional conflicts, particularly regarding your family dynamics and relationships. The dream itself may be exposing some deeply rooted emotions and fears you have about your family, father, and upbringing. The trailer visit with your dad signifies a very intimate and private moment between family members, but your dad's absence in the dream suggests you might have some feelings of abandonment or neglect from your relationship with him. The fact that the trip was still happening, even without your dad there, might imply that you are still processing the effects of your parents' split and the implications it has on you. The women, man, and children present in the trailer are symbolically representing different aspects of your family dynamics and the people who may have influenced your upbringing. The little girl with the toy baby symbolizes your maternal instincts and the struggle to protect and reassure others. The broken glass and toys in the bathtub might suggest that you are harboring some fears of the consequences of your actions on others. The tiny baby in the bathroom may represent feelings of insecurity and responsibility you have regarding your current state of life. The fact that it is not your baby, but you are responsible for it, shows how you may be feeling like you are carrying the burden of others' expectations or responsibilities beyond your own. The interaction with Alex smoking bongs and him taking the bong away might indicate some misgivings you have about your current lifestyle or habits. It could be a suggestion that you need to take control of situations where you might feel like you are being enabled towards a destructive path. Overall, the dream is a reflection of your subconscious trying to address unresolved emotions and conflicts that are affecting your current state of mind and relationships. It may be helpful to reflect on the specific details and symbols that stood out to you in the dream and try to understand what they represent to you personally. Consider talking with a therapist or counselor to unpack any underlying emotions and work towards finding a resolution.