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I dreamed I had a baby. It was all about how I had to figure things out: how to work the carseat, trying to preserve breast milk for a trip, how to actually manage to ever get anywhere or do anything. I guess I was a single mom? Then I was with family, and the baby's tongue had turned blue and was stuck to something. It wasn't sick, it just needed water.

I don't feel like it was anything about wanting a baby, but I also didn't feel particularly horrible. It was more about "ok, this is what I have to do next." My response on waking was pretty much "huh."

Truth be told, since I didn't end up giving customer service to the damned baby, I'm considering that a win.
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