Let me start this post off with a disclaimer: I am absolutely, positively sure that I am not pregnant. So don't even go there.
I've said it before and I'll say it again: I have really weird dreams. Bizarre, really. Outlandish and embarrassing. Just about every night. I was reading an email from my dear friend Sarah the other night right before I went to bed. She's just about to have a baby, and she emailed me a funny story about her crazy doctor, and I have to believe that's what triggered this dream, because if not, I fear for the state of my subconscious.
I dreamed that I was pregnant (I bet you had no idea that was coming!). I had just announced it to family and friends, and I was on my way to the doctor for an ultrasound. During the ultrasound, the doctor told me that she is very sorry, but they would have to induce me at 28 weeks because I'm actually not going to be having a baby. I'm going to be having a RABBIT. A BUNNY. PREGNANT WITH A BUNNY (what is the fruit comparison for that one?! carrots?). She said it was a rare side effect of being in the vicinity of a bunny, and then I remembered that someone had brought their pet bunny to work a few months earlier. Once I stopped crying, I had the very unpleasant task of telling everyone that it was all just a false alarm, that I would not be giving birth to a baby, but that I would be having a bunny and we had decided to give it up for adoption.
AND THEN! The next morning, while still feeling violated and horrified over my dream, I walked across the little grassy field to the gym. AND A BUNNY RAN RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. I haven't seen a bunny around here since last summer. And I walked to the gym again yesterday, and the same bunny ran in front of me in the same exact spot.
WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN.