Last night I had a very vivid dream (where I could even remember the colors of everything) that all of a sudden I was going into labor in my garage and that I didn't even know I was pregnant! Fair warning: this is a long, very detailed dream but I would appreciate any feedback!! I have never had a dream this vivid before....

I was in my garage and the garage door was shut and only my car was in it (my mom's car wasn't there) and there was a doctor who was delivering my baby and kept telling me I had to push. They had given me drugs for the pain and I was trying to get the baby out and couldn't and then the doctor said "I see the feet, come on, keep going," but it seemed like he was talking more to the baby than me. Then I gave birth and it was a little boy and they handed it to me and I went inside. The next thing I remember was that my boyfriend was there and he called his parents and his brother and I remember seeing two cars parked in my driveway (a red durango, which was supposed to be his brother's and I don't remember the other car) and them walking up to my door. I was holding the baby and my mom was in the kitchen and I was talking to her but then I said I needed to go change his outfit. My boyfriend's mom entered my house and looked at the baby and I told her she could hold him after I changed his clothes. She asked me what his name was and I told her he didn't have a name yet. Then I went into my bedroom and laid the baby down on my bed while I looked in my closet in a black garbage bag that had a bunch of baby clothes in it. However, it was mostly girl clothes so I had a hard time finding something to put the baby in but finally I found a blue striped size 0-3 months infant gown to dress him in. My mom was in there and told me I needed to cover his legs so I returned to the garbage bag in the closet and pulled out a lightweight baby blanket that was yellow with blue trim. Then I walked out into the living room where my boyfriend was and asked him if he could come help me; I told him I still needed to change his diaper but I needed help sorting the clothes so that I could put them in the dresser and asked him to do that while I was changing the baby's diaper. However, he just stood there and looked at me so I said never mind and went back into the room to change the diaper. Soon after, my boyfriend, my mom, and his mom were all in my room and his mom was making a big deal about how the baby didn't have a name yet. So then I was trying to discuss names with my boyfriend but he kept ignoring my names and was dead set on the name Nicholas. I ended up getting stressed out and started crying and asked my mom to watch the baby so I could go for a walk in the hospital and my mom suggested I buy a baby name book. I started walking and found a room labeled with a big sign that said "BOYS" above it so I walked in there and began browsing the books in there. Then, I asked one of the ladies that worked there where I could find a name book that my mom had recommended. She told me I would have to wait a few minutes and then she would take me to where it was, in a different part of the hospital. Well we ended up walking outside and it felt like we were walking for a very long time on these different sidewalk paths. While we were walking, I told the lady that I had no idea I was even pregnant and that I had just gotten married last week but we didn't have a big wedding, just something quick and were planning on having a big wedding with bridesmaids and groomsmen later on. We passed some guys playing basketball and I kicked the orange and black basketball back to them. Finally, we got to the place we needed to be, which ended up being the woman's bedroom. She began looking for the book and while she was looking, she asked her friend or roommate to hide some things that I shouldn't see. While I was waiting for her to give me the book, I remember thinking how I needed to get a lot of baby boy clothes and was telling her that it would have been easier if I had a girl because my cousin has a girl and then I could have her old clothes.
And that's the last thing I remember from this dream...

There seems to be a lot going on here.

Pregnancy and giving birth in a dream often has to do with something new happening in your life and changes you are going through.

The part about having trouble finding boy clothes could have to do with your own feelings about your gender - not necessarily your physical sexuality, but about the roles that you have to play in life because of your gender.

The part about needing to find a name also has to do with issues about identity. Your boyfriend ignoring your ideas about a name could have to do with you feeling like you aren't understood; that nobody knows the real you.

Does any of this resonate with you?