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Sorry for two entries in a row, but I just remembered I wanted to write this dream down so I don't forget.
I was in New York City with Alice sitting on a bench outside of a store, when a woman ran up to me with 6 month old baby boy and said, "Excuse me, can you watch him for me for a moment? Just one second? I need to do something really fast." I said okay and took the baby and Alice was excitedly chattering about him and poking his little hand and looking in his eyes. Then I looked up and the woman was gone. I thought she said something about a bar but then upon reflection couldn't actually confirm that. Alice and I sat on the bench for a long time, only occasionally taking breaks to go to the bathroom and get things to eat at a nearby deli. Eventually, I realized that the woman wasn't coming back. I called Dustin and took Alice and the baby back to our hotel room. Together we called DHS and DHS asked me many questions and said that I would need to file a police report and that they would be by in the morning to help me out with the process but that the baby could stay with me for the night.
The strangest thing about this dream was not the dream itself, but that when I woke up it was so hauntingly real that the entire day I went around wondering things like: Was the woman the baby's mother or nanny? Someone else? Did the woman plan to come back but didn't because of some trouble? Or was she trying to abandon the child with me because she thought I looked like a good choice? If she was not the child's mother, his real Mom must be crazy with worry and how could I find her to reassure her and give the baby back immediately? Would DHS take the baby away from me (I was starting to get kind of attached towards the end of the dream)? If DHS let me keep the baby, would I only have the child until one day in the future its parents were found and it was returned? How long would that be? How would I explain the situation to the child if it stayed and grew up in our house? How would the child be normal and not spend every waking moment of his adult life obsessed with finding his real parents?
Anyhow, I'm strangely sad that I don't know how it all turned out.
I was in New York City with Alice sitting on a bench outside of a store, when a woman ran up to me with 6 month old baby boy and said, "Excuse me, can you watch him for me for a moment? Just one second? I need to do something really fast." I said okay and took the baby and Alice was excitedly chattering about him and poking his little hand and looking in his eyes. Then I looked up and the woman was gone. I thought she said something about a bar but then upon reflection couldn't actually confirm that. Alice and I sat on the bench for a long time, only occasionally taking breaks to go to the bathroom and get things to eat at a nearby deli. Eventually, I realized that the woman wasn't coming back. I called Dustin and took Alice and the baby back to our hotel room. Together we called DHS and DHS asked me many questions and said that I would need to file a police report and that they would be by in the morning to help me out with the process but that the baby could stay with me for the night.
The strangest thing about this dream was not the dream itself, but that when I woke up it was so hauntingly real that the entire day I went around wondering things like: Was the woman the baby's mother or nanny? Someone else? Did the woman plan to come back but didn't because of some trouble? Or was she trying to abandon the child with me because she thought I looked like a good choice? If she was not the child's mother, his real Mom must be crazy with worry and how could I find her to reassure her and give the baby back immediately? Would DHS take the baby away from me (I was starting to get kind of attached towards the end of the dream)? If DHS let me keep the baby, would I only have the child until one day in the future its parents were found and it was returned? How long would that be? How would I explain the situation to the child if it stayed and grew up in our house? How would the child be normal and not spend every waking moment of his adult life obsessed with finding his real parents?
Anyhow, I'm strangely sad that I don't know how it all turned out.