Dreams of pregnancy almost never mean you're having a baby. It normally means big changes are happening in your life. At least that's what I was taught about dream interpretation.
I've had several weird dreams about pregnancy. In the first one the loaf is planned and wanted until the doctor tells me I can't have a c section. I then demand an abortion but I'm too far along. I throw myself down a flight of stairs and seriously hurt myself bit I'm happy to have lost the loaf.
In another dream I have a daughter. I've never liked her and it's a given that daddy loves her more than mommy ever will. The only reason DH and I haven't gotten divorced is because of money. When this unwanted daughter is a teenager DH dies. I don't tell her her father is dead I just send her off to boarding school and never see her again.
In another dream I've given birth to a boy and when the nurse tries to hand him to me I throw him on the floor. The next day it's time for us to go home and I'm telling the nurses there's no law that says I heve to take it home. They try handing him to me and once again I throw him on the floor and scream.
In my most recent and thankfully last dream about pregnancy I haven't found out I'm pregnant until I'm 6 months along. In this dream Hubby and I are sitting in the waiting room arguing about it. I tell him we aren't having a child on the grounds that he is one. Also in that waiting room is a typical moo. Moo is telling me "it's a gift from God." The moo telling me this is typical. Smelly, unwashed, titfeeding in public and has three crack monkeys yelling and screaming through the entire hospital. I ask Hubby "Who the fuck is this god damn cunt and why does it feel a need to talk to me? It sure as fuck isn't selling moohood."
Hubby and I have a second doctor's appointment, this time finding out how to get an abortion. I refuse to sit in the waiting room on the grounds it's full of stinky cows and cunt nuggets. I tell everyone this as well. The doctor, and it's the same doctor in every dream, is trying to lecture me about prenatal care and I start screaming that all I'm hear for is an abortion. I don't need this fucking parasite and I'm pissed off at it because it's a burden I neither need or want. The doctor tells me I'm too far along and he's against abortion anyway. We argue that my health care shouldn't have to depend on the beliefs of an inbred. He tosses me out of his office after I yell a few more offensive things at him. I go home and make myself miscarry by mixing Crown Royal and Percocet. I'm in the hospital dealing with the same staff and before I leave the hospital I ask to see "the parasite." When a nurse brings it in I beat it up and throw it across the room, thinking I'm going to teach it a lesson for invading my body and my life. The pro lie staff doesn't like it but they can't interfere with personal beliefs and I enjoy teaching them a lesson. I also tell them to preserve the body so I can use it as a prop at pro life rallies.
That last dream bothered me for weeks afterwards. Would I really be so horrible??? If I can do that, even in a dream what does it say about me??? I still have to remind myself they were only dreams. Those dreams are the biggest reasons I'm CF.