I have a baby

Date: 3/30/2018

One of my weirdest dreams to date. In my dream I’m following a TV special on Conan, the TV host. So it wasn’t actually his late night show. But in this 60 minutes exposé like program, they’re asking about a recent trip of his to Asia. They’re asking him interrogatory questions to get him to try to admit that he impregnated a sex worker woman he paid to have sex with there. It becomes this world wide exposé as millions around the world are tuning in watching about how he goes to these countries in effort to have sex with sex workers. The woman has her baby and wants a kind of restitution from him but he denies of any wrong doing even though they get him to admit he did it. He admits to it in the most nonchalant way. I look down as I’m standing in my bedroom watching the special and I see a baby. I see a baby that is mine as I have this super strong motherly urge for it. It isn’t related to the tv special, but the program is going on concurrently as I’m watching this baby. I felt such strong emotions in my dream in regards to the baby, it felt so real even through the dream. As a single 25 year old woman, never having a baby before nor ever wanting one, it felt so strange to feel such an emotional attachment this strong to something. To feel this motherly love and care. For some reason, I try to swaddle the baby with a blue cloth, but before I swaddle the baby, I put hot wet tea bags around his/her body. Once I finish swaddling the baby, I realize the tea bags could be too hot for the skin and I immediately un-swaddle and take them out. But I also think the cloth I’m swaddling the baby in could be softer so I go to search for a softer cloth to swaddle them in and I find these paper towels. The baby is peacefully sleeping throughout all of this, and what’s even weirder is that the baby has a baby doll’s face for a face. It’s face sometimes looked real when I looked at it, other times the face looked like a doll’s face. This didn’t concern me in the dream though. Once I swaddle the baby in paper towels, I realize that there was a dead cockroach in one of the paper towels so I immediately discard the roach. I continue to watch the program special having feelings of shock and awe. Then I look down at the baby and the baby is reduced to the size of a small limb. It was so strange and it seemed every time I swaddled him, he/she kept getting smaller and disintegrating almost as if that’s what babies do. It felt so strange and weird waking up from it as I woke up to a phone call cutting the dream. Waking up from something my brain concocted like this felt so strange. Yesterday’s dream was just as weird. I guess I’m on a weird dream streak?