Dreams are crazy. However, I think the crazier YOU are, the crazier your dreams are.
Yes. My dreams are clinical.
Last night I had a dream that I was pregnant. We all know how crazy that is, but....sit tight. I was pregnant and I was talking to Michelle Obama. It turns out that I had given her and Barack my first child (Cora presumably) because she couldn't have kids and it was a national emergency that they have kids. It actually never occurred to me until this moment as I type that my children would never actually pass as a black man and woman's children. I swear I just shocked myself - it was not only normal in my dream, but also this morning when I recounted it. Wow.
Anyway, as I was saying, I was having children for the Obamas to help save the country. That's pretty normal. As Michelle and I chatted about this second baby, somehow it came out in our conversation that she COULD get pregnant.
I was all like, what??? And she was like, yeah. And I was like what, what?? Yeah.
I couldn't believe she had convinced me to do this for her because I never even wanted to get pregnant a second time, let alone give her my first child. But the funny thing was (when I told her she wasn't getting my baby) she seemed really scared and she said, "Please don't tell James."
Why? Because we both know he would be TICKED. All caps. Ticked AND he would want our first baby back. Unfortunately she would no
longer know us as her parents, which would make him even madder and oh yeah, Michelle was in BIG troubs.
That's all I remember. But I remember waking up and being shocked not that I had given my children (my very white children) to the Obamas, but that I had actually agreed to get pregnant again.
The things I will do for my country.
Yes. My dreams are clinical.
Last night I had a dream that I was pregnant. We all know how crazy that is, but....sit tight. I was pregnant and I was talking to Michelle Obama. It turns out that I had given her and Barack my first child (Cora presumably) because she couldn't have kids and it was a national emergency that they have kids. It actually never occurred to me until this moment as I type that my children would never actually pass as a black man and woman's children. I swear I just shocked myself - it was not only normal in my dream, but also this morning when I recounted it. Wow.
Anyway, as I was saying, I was having children for the Obamas to help save the country. That's pretty normal. As Michelle and I chatted about this second baby, somehow it came out in our conversation that she COULD get pregnant.
I was all like, what??? And she was like, yeah. And I was like what, what?? Yeah.
I couldn't believe she had convinced me to do this for her because I never even wanted to get pregnant a second time, let alone give her my first child. But the funny thing was (when I told her she wasn't getting my baby) she seemed really scared and she said, "Please don't tell James."
Why? Because we both know he would be TICKED. All caps. Ticked AND he would want our first baby back. Unfortunately she would no
longer know us as her parents, which would make him even madder and oh yeah, Michelle was in BIG troubs.
That's all I remember. But I remember waking up and being shocked not that I had given my children (my very white children) to the Obamas, but that I had actually agreed to get pregnant again.
The things I will do for my country.
