during my drems last night, which by the way were confusing, I almost became lucid, because I was looking at a sign, and could not read it well then as I started to wake up, I then realized that I was lucid and I tried in vain to stay lucid but could not, my body just wanted to get up. The dream itself was weard. I think that I was at some convention, and then I was holding what I believe to be what looked like a newborn baby, that I don't even know if my wife even gave birth to. But mabe it was, because I sarted to feel a sense of attachment or bonding, as if it truly were mine. Then the child was gone! But the real strange part was that I didn't even look for the baby, I just started going on my way through the dream until I woke up.