Good evening,
I am one of those people who are convinced that dreams always have a meaning (even if they seem absurd at first!)
Generally, to understand their meaning, I sort through them to keep only the essential elements that could not have been triggered by daily activities (conversation, reading, etc.).
I’ve been having some trouble with this one: two days ago, I dreamed that I was walking with my sister, who was pregnant (which isn’t the case today, but she gave birth to a baby girl in early July). While we were talking, she fell into a sort of cellar that had been covered over and ended up among the waste. I called the fire department, and while speaking to them, I realized I was in the middle of a crossroads leading to streets with unknown names (even though I was in my own neighborhood). I went to meet the firefighters, and when we got close to her, I realized the baby was in the process of being born. We could see the head, but it was stuck by the buttons of a onesie. When we unbuttoned it, the baby came out unharmed, and the mother was fine.
If you have an interpretation in mind, please help me out (I’m lost).
Fanny