Series of Dreams

I've been having a very strange series of dreams.
Friday night I had a dream in which I was pregnant. As baby obsessed as I am, this was a first for me--surprise, surprise. I just remember some strange elements from it. Like, I went to the hospital with my mother and the guy's whole family in a mini-van. I didn't really know his family because we weren't married or anything but it was all good (possible that I was raped or something because earlier that day my father was learning with my brother and talking about Shechem and Dinah and I said to my mother something like, "took is a pretty soft way of saying raped."). There was one point when I turned to my mother and said, "ma, why did everyone come with us? I'm not in labor--it's just my due date and it's my first baby so I wanna see the doctor" but she didn't have an answer. Also, I remember that I went into a bathroom like room and I looked at myself sideways in the bathroom mirror and noticed that I only looked like 2 or 3 months pregnant (barely, if at all) and I thought, "am I really pregnant? I didn't even get a sonogram." But then I realized, "oh, my stomach's just very small because I starved myself when I first got pregnant since I thought I was getting fat and didn't realize I was having a baby. I hope the baby's not deformed from that." Also, when I settled into the room I'd be staying in, it was like all mahoganies and deep maroons and golds and it was actually quite beautiful even though that's not really my look. The bed was huge with looooooooooads of pillows and the walls had mahogany panelling (it was totally like an old study) but then I walked down the hall and found out that there was a communal bathroom. As in no doors to the separate toilets either! And I was trying to come up with ways that I could avoid going to the bathroom when other ladies are around cause I was pregnant and pregnant people go to the bathroom all the time. And then I had a baby! And he was a gorgeous munchkin who spoke. So I was holding him, but instead of the dark room I had had before, I was like in one of the crosswalks at Hunter and there was lots of light, even though is wasn't Hunter and to the right and back was the room where the babies sleep. Did I mention that my baby talked? Kinda like Family Guy, only he wasn't psycho. He was mad cool and no one believed me that he was a talking baby. I can't remember at which point I woke up.
When I told my mother some of my dream, she told me that this babyness has reached epic proportions. However, I would like to point out that the last really bizarre-sticking-out-in-my-mind dream had me like married, or engaged, or to be married and this dream was about being pregnant and having a baby, so at least they're sequential. Even if the guys weren't the same. I bet my next dream is gonna be me like buying dentures.