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    Tuesday, July 27

    by , 08-16-2021 at 06:18 AM (213 Views)
    I am going to have a baby. I know itís going to be today and soon. Out on a pier, I lower my shorts to just below my butt, in preparation. Then I just take them all the way off, nude from the waist down, sure itís common in this situation. I then involuntarily fart and some feces comes out. Iím immediately embarrassed, but then sure itís also natural in this situation. I turn to lay on my stomach, preparing for the child to come from my rear end, but it never happens. A man comes by and runs the handle of a spoon between my buttocks. This is supposed to be calming or to spur the process, but I donít notice any effect. I leave, and now Iím with Melissa and I think Brooke in a little bar or coffee shop. They each order a drink, and I ask which decaf teas they have, not wanting to have caffeine while Iím so close to giving birth. He lists quite a few flavors. I ask and then take his recommendation, a purple tea. I ask for it iced, but it comes out blended and in a Human Bean cup, and ĺ full. It looks like Melissa and Brooke got cups from other places also. The drink is pretty tasty, sort of subtly fruity and like a match. We bring these to a new bar, a simple bar counter with maybe a dozen rows of theater seats in front of it. It is very empty here, but we do see Ricky. I think I ask for a Black Russian but donít ever get one. Melissa and I start talking about how we should take tomorrow off as weíre each scheduled to work and itís going to be our first day being parents. Iím also thinking that weíre going to need more time than just that and start to wonder if this was planned or not. Either way, I am filled with joy thinking about it. Now a truck backs up to the side of this place. The back is empty save for a single newborn child. Iím thinking that this must be ours just due to the odds of someone else here having a child today, but looking at the child I think thereís no way that it can be, as it doesnít look like us. Then, another child appears (Iím not sure where the other went) and itís immediately apparent that itís ours. He is a very cute and happy boy in just a diaper. He has a cowlick just like me, and I see both of us in him, as well as how I looked like as a child. We pick him up and Mom is here too. She picks him up and he is now so small that he crawls in her palm. She gently pets him. Iím now talking with Melissa about names, as we havenít yet picked on (*I think this part may have been earlier in the dream). I ask if we know the gender and she confidently says itís a girl. I ask how she knows and apparently she found out but never told me. She says she wants the name to start with a ĎBí for some specific reason. I specify a preference for the name Cassandra, though I donít think Melissa is fond of it. Now, the kid is lined up with some others and its name is about to be revealed. It is Cassandra. They also say some middle name and either mine or her last name. I know Melissa picked the name without collaborating with me, but also that she didnít like that name.

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