I had the weirdest dream last night. It was, that I can recall, my first ever pregnancy dream. Actually, I don’t remember actually being pregnant in the dream until I actually had the baby. It was a little weird. But the baby was a healthy girl, I think I even named her, but that’s besides the point. It probably stems from the fact that I know about 5 people who have had babies in the last month and I have spent time in the presence of other friends (who shall remain nameless…) as they pick out baby names for a few years in the future. Now what would Freud say about that subconscious?