Like Kirelimel, I'm having a strange dream life recently. Last night, I had a dream in which I was about 4 months pregnant. Talk about an oops baby. In the dream, there was no explanation for my pregnancy aside from divine intervention or parthenogenesis- and I didn't even know I had eggs! But, that's not how the public saw it. I was attending a conference on some topic I don't remember, when the subject of pregnant men came up. The majority of attendees believed male pregnancy was the work of, who else, SATAN!! Bravely, I stood up and announced my pregnancy to the group, shamed them a little for being assholes and, get this, also told them that 8 years earlier, I had given birth to a little girl who was now being raised by my sister as my niece. I didn't even know that until I said it. After my little speech, I became a little afraid for my life and the life of my miracle baby and snuck out quietly.
This isn't the first time I've dreamed I was pregnant. In each dream, there is no visible means of giving birth either- no vagina anywhere. Where's miracle baby going to come out?? Anyway, this dream was probably precipitated by two things, The Oprah had on that pregnant "man" from Oregon this week and I looked at my gut in the mirror last night before going to bed, standing there in my underpants, and was horrified. Why can't I have dreams where I'm thin, or at least on the table getting liposuction? Why? :o)