Wacky Dreams

Ex-boyfriend Dream
Ex and ex’s sister in the dream show me their family’s new house, which is built in a very fairy tale style complete with gray stone tower and conical roof. The time is now, so ex is definitely an ex, but in the dream, I’m not pregnant. We converse and catch up on what’s been happening in each other’s lives. There’s a good feeling between us. Then ex tells me he has a present for me–sort of. It’s something he wants me to keep safe for him. He hands me a tall glass cylinder full of murky greenish fluid, some water plants, and a few green frogs. I ask him what this is for and why it’s so important. He tells me it’s his semen that he’s been saving for me, and that he thought I might be able to use it.

Interpretation: I’m glad I married Ian and not this ex. Ian gives me baby boys. Ex-boyfriend gives me frogs.

Birth Dream
I’m pregnant in this dream and go into labor. There’s not a lot of detail here, except that I labor and give birth. Instead of a baby, however, I have three puppies. This surprises me a lot, but I valiantly try to accept what the universe has given me. When they show me their puppy teeth though, my enthusiasm for breastfeeding is greatly diminished.

Interpretation: Sometimes Ian gives me puppies.

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