Dark Kikyo's Dream Journal

I was going to do a thing where I update my dream journal every day with the dream I had when I last slept, but seeing as how my most recent dream is being difficult in remembering, I decided I would update with a memorable dream that deeply affected me when I had it. I had this dream about 4 months ago, and it was really odd, so bare with me here.

I dreamed I had become pregnant, and thanks to a new technology that makes pregnancy easier, my pregnancy was made easy. When I first became pregnant I had to put on a fake pregnant belly, and after wearing it for a few hours the baby was transported into the fake pregnant belly and almost instantly became the size of a normal baby, and came out of the pregnant belly to be taken care of. The baby is still, however, considered to be developing and when asked how old she was I had to answer 1st trimester, 2nd trimester, ect until the day she was susposed to have been born, and until that time the baby didnt really do anything but lay there in her carrier and wouldnt start growing until her susposed birthday. Well, up until she was in the second trimester I carried her around and showed everyone. My mom had her one week and my friend had her a few days. Then, in her second trimester, she talked to me and said "Goodbye mom" over and over, and looked as if she was falling asleep, but I knew she was dying. I kept gently shaking her and repeating "no" over and over, and amazingly I managed to keep her eyes open until I was able to fill a bottle with apple juice and start feeding her. It took her a minuet, but she finally started drinking and fully recovered. She then started to grow so I went over to my parents to try and get some milk for her instead of apple juice, but they didnt have any baby milk so I went to the store with my mom and walked around looking for the milk, for what seemed like forever, until I was able to get some and went back home with her. In the time It took me to get to my parents house, to the store, buy some milk, and get home, my daughter had grown to the point where she could walk and had longer hair. I'd say she looked about 4 years old even though all this happened in the same day. When I unlocking my door I woke up.

At first I was confused, but then it struck me about the similarities. If sad, real, things involving babies saddens you or disturbs you then don't read on.

Spoiler for :

On November 2011 I went into an early labor in my second trimester, and my daughter was still born. In the dream, it was in her second trimester that my baby almost died, then when I saved her she started to grow like how she would after her supposed birth date, which means the baby in my dream was supposed to be born in her second trimester. The only difference is in my dream I was able to save her.

I think this dream is connected to this event and trying to tell me something. I plan on looking more into this eventually.