I dreamt I was pregnant with triplets....

I dreamt I was pregnant and visiting some friends and relatives in Scandinavia to celebrate and Adam was with me and everyone was very shiny and happy because I was pregnant.  We had to fly home soon so I could have the baby at home, but I was procrastinating and disorganized and so we missed our flight and we were stuck in Norway.  Then I realized that my stomach was much too small to be so far along in a pregnancy.  I was bereft and told Adam that I must not be really pregnant after all, it must've been a mistake or wishful thinking.  But we were staying at an artists collective and one of the girls there was a little bit psychic and she put her hands on my tummy and her face lit up and she said, it's not one baby, it's three.  And everyone was overjoyed and began to treat me as if I was very special indeed.  Adam was extra protective and always had an arm around me.  Everyone gave me the best, most delighted and delightful hugs whenever we met.  Another girl at the artists collective brought me three giant bouquets of flowers that had been dyed, stems and all, an eggshell blue, one for each baby which we somehow knew were all girls(?!).  I was worried about the enviromental goodness of the dye on the flowers, but I decided not to make an issue and just be pleased about the gift.  Adam & I were out of money and Adam couldn't get us a flight home and so we were broke and pregnant in a foreign country, but we wanted for nothing and had a simple, rich life filled with the most wonderful, loving family and friends.  Adam was a social worker who specialized in helping people with addictions to alcohol & crystal meth & heroine.  He kept doing his work but wasn't getting paid anything, but we were well taken care of.  I loved that everyone, including Adam was always touching my belly lovingly.  Oh yes and Adam was a psychic too and kept telling me which of the people around us were also psychic.   It was almost all of them.  I wasn't, but I didn't mind.  It gave me the privileges and adoration of a child in an adult world.(?!)

I'm awake now and life is still good, but I miss those babies that I was carrying and Adam says I better not get pregnant.  What he doesn't understand is that it was a metaphorical pregnancy & of course I am already and truly pregnant with three individual projects all at the same time.  :-)