I broke into an OB-GYN clinic because they weren't open yet but my contractions had already started and it only made sense to do so. When a nurse opened up their office, she found me sitting in the waiting room and asked what I was doing there. I explained the situation to her and apologized for breaking in and she agreed that I had no other choice and that it made complete sense to do so.
Anyway, I didn't know what I was carrying, because I continuously kept forgetting to ask my own doctor for the baby's gender at each and every one of my check-ups, and I also forgot to ask when I'd be giving birth, hence why the contractions caught me off guard. The nurse offered to take a looksie at my tummy and we found out I would be having a daughter soon.
The doctor soon arrived and I went from having contractions to leaving the hospital next day, thin and with a cute baby girl in my hands. I decided to name her Vallentuna, after an item from IKEA. I had to explain to everyone who asked that her name wasn't Valentina (which is a popular name here in Croatia) and in the middle of the dream, I forgot her name and started calling her Baby Girl Last Name.
Everyone wondered who my daughter's father was and I was pretty sure that it was one of my friend's brothers, but I didn't know which one of them it was. IRL, that friend only has sisters.
My friends mather feed me lasagna because she wanted to hold her grandchild while I ate the food, and she kept cooing at the baby, like I said, she was really cute and everyone in the dream acknowledged that, which filled me with pride.
I woke up with horrible stomach cramps and realized they were the reason I dreamt I was having painful contractions - my brain translated abdominal pain into that for some reason. I am still wondering who my baby daddy was and why I slept with all of my friend's dream brothers, since that is so out of character for the real me.
