weird dream
So I had this weird dream that I had this baby and he was really young but he could hold his head up. And I went to my grandparents apartment (which looked nothing like what their condo actually looks like), and my whold German class was there. And we ate cookies and talked around a really small table, and one of the other girls had a baby and I wanted to hold him, but she wouldn't really let me. Then I got my baby and showed him stuff and got out his diaper bag, he start suddenly walking around with the help of this little thing he could push. Then he could suddenly talk. And I thought it was nice that he could talk to tell me what he wanted or needed instead of just crying. Then it came time to go and I had to get all of our stuff together, and somehow it was like ten times as much as what I had brought. And my son wanted to take this one toy, but we didn't bring it. It was just at my grandma's apartment, and he knew that they would let him take it. But I wanted him to ask. So I tried to make him ask, and he just asked other questions in a very rude way. And I wondered what had happened to my sweet little baby and when he had grown up. So I put the toy away and said that he definitely couldn't have it. Then my mom came and she was wondering what was taking us so long cause we were running late. Then she sat down on the couch and talked to my grandparents, and didn't help me, but instead just kept criticizing me. And I guess she had never seen my kid cause she asked me what his name was and I said it was Entbrenden (which I really dont think that's a name, and if it is I think it's ugly), And my mom didn't like his name, but I said I did, even though, in reality I think I named him that purely because I knew she wouldn't like it. So she asked me what the other choices were and I said Briant, and then I decided that I did actually like that better and that he did look like a Briant so I renamed him, and my mom liked that name too. This whole time I'm continueing to try to get all of our stuff together and it's just taking forever. Finally, my mom leaves and says that she's going to wait in the car. Then I'm frantically searching to make sure I have everything, but I only have one hand cause I'm carrying Briant in the other and for some reason, even though I only came with one bag, I'm leaving with like ten, and I can't carry them all. I'm just trying to figure out how I'm suppose to carry it all, when my mom comes back and starts yelling at me. Then I woke up, and I felt sooo stressed. It was really weird how much this dream stressed me out. And what's up with me suddenly having a kid? That was weird too. Anyway, just thought I'd share.