I was inexplicably pregnant (approximately 8 months along) and when I gave birth (which literally did not hurt at all - I was like, "What? Everyone that whines about this is a WUSS") it was definitely a kitten. An adorable kitten, obviously, but a kitten. Which, of course, wasn't weird at all.
My friend Kelsey stepped up to the plate to be a parental figure for the thing, even though she hates cats, and was really mad at me for getting knocked up. I decided that since she was being so nice and supportive, I would let her help name the kitten (a girl). We could NOT agree on a name because I was suggesting normal, well-thought-out names, and she wanted to name it things like "Jackalina" or "Jasonette."
At one point it really hit me - I am a mother. I am going to have to be there for her when she is a teenager and gets her heart broken! It's my responsibility to make sure she has a fun, rewarding childhood!
Then I went back to being a terrible mother. I made her a little bed with a towel in a drawer in a plastic storage thing, and kept her in there for like 20 hours a day. Every time I opened that door, though, she was bright-eyed and ready to play. It was great.
The worst part? Throughout all of it, the two biggest things on my mind were
1) "I really need to name her so that I can send out a mass text announcing her birth!"
2) "Whoa I just had a BABY! I wonder if I can get an extension on my midterms!"
So there you have it. Perhaps it is a sign that I really need to graduate from school before having children (kitten, human, or otherwise).
Interpretations, please!!
9 comments:
That means you had sex with a cat ... That's messed up. hahahahaha. bahaha.
a. you hate babies and like cats so of course your offspring was a kitten.
b. you are very organized and even place your offspring in organizational containers in drawers.
and/or c. you are compartmentalizing your life. be honest with yourself mel: you want a cat for a boyfriend.
d. your kids will have normal names thank goodness.
i realize these are not interpretations. just observations. and i miss you.
No wonder it didn't hurt, it was a kitten! And I can't believe you couldn't think of a name. If I had a cat I would name him figaro like in pinochio of course.
O man that's hilarious!
A friend once had a dream I gave birth to a litter of kittens. Hmm! Must be symbolic of something, though I don't know what.
What i DO know is that Jackalina & Jasonette are two of the best names ever and my new suggestions for when someone asks for baby name ideas.
So funny! When I was pregnant I had nightly dreams of giving birth to different animals, too! The funny thing was that I was always slightly disappointed that my baby was actually a puppy and then I felt so guilty for not being COMPLETELY happy that it wasn't a human! The other funny thing, was that YOU were in MY dream last night! I went to a Lone Peak basketball game because the team had flown out here to NYC to play one of the NYC schools and you hadn't graduated HS yet. You were a super-senior still living the life as the teams biggest fan! Haha!
I think the most telling parts of your dream are the two things you were most worried about. The first one (needing to send out a mass text) obviously refers to the fact that you knew you hadn't written a new blog post for a long time and you were stressing about it.
Thinking of your "child" as a way to get an extension on your midterms is even more obvious. You've been sick, you've missed class, and you need some way to be able to buy yourself some time. Giving birth would probably qualify — even if (maybe ESPECIALLY if) you gave birth to a kitten!
P.S. I love Kelsey, but please do not take her suggestions when naming your actual offspring!
If your dream comes true.. we would really like that kitten! :)
Let's keep it in the family!
Yes, I think Sandra got it right, but so did you. If those were the most pressing thoughts in your mind, sending out notifications and an extension, your conclusion "it is a sign that I really need to graduate from school before having children" is just spot on.
Nice to read your blog, Melissa!
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