I dreamed that several weeks before, Tom had informed me that we were adopting a baby girl and he was going to go get her. I felt a little ambivalent about it, even though I'd like to adopt a little girl from the Ukraine someday, because I had a two year old and a seven month old to deal with and wasn't ready for another child. But I was happy that Tom was on board with adopting, because he's more ambivalent about the idea than I am. And in the usual spirit of how I take news of change, I figured I'd just have to find a way to make it work.
He appeared with a 7 month old baby that was in every way the opposite of John. This baby was short and chubby, with rolls of dark skin that made it impossible to see its features. It didn't open its eyes and didn't interact with me, and I just found the baby annoying and frustrating. I would breastfeed the baby, and then Tom would take it from me, and I wold get busy with Sam and John and forget about it. It never cried or attempted to engage me in any way and I'd just forget it was there.
Finally, I went to look for it, and it wasn't there.
I asked Tom where the baby was and he said she was wth her mother. I said, "But we adopted this baby. It's ours. I'm the mother." And Tom acted cagey and wouldn't tell me anything. I was aready annoyed that this baby wasn't the one I wanted and had no personality. But more annoying than that was the fact that Tom was taking all the responsibility for this child and I felt isolated from her care, even though she was my responsibility, too. He'd even filled out all the adoption paperwork without me. I asked Tom what he'd named her, expecting him to say Linden Margaret, the name we'd picked out for a girl. But he said he'd named her Susan Brett (Susan after his mother, Brett, who knows where?). I hated the name and was pissed that he'd picked something so ugly, and hadn't consulted me. This made me persistant and I startd asking him all about this child and why she was with her mother.
Tom was very unwilling to answer my questions, but finally the truth came out. She was the daughter of one of his co-workers, and he and his wife were both doctors and couldn't take care of the baby, so they'd agreed to let Tom bring it home and adopt it so I could feed it, but it wasn't a real adoption because the child stayed with them when they were home. And the baby was really a boy, but Tom had told me it was a girl to get me to agree to the adoption.
I was so furious that when the baby's mother appeared to drop him off at the door, I made sure I answered the door before Tom. I blocked the entrance to the house and told the woman I was Tom's wife and I wasn't going to be her wet nurse anymore and I wanted the adoption overturned immediately because I wasn't going to take care of that ugly baby anymore.
And then some guy appeared. I think he was a lawyer or a judge and he began questioning how I hadn't known what was going on all along and I defended myself by saying that I was watching my other children and did he have any idea how easy it was to loose a train of thought and get distracted by those two.
And then I woke up.
What the heck was that? Dream analysis, anyone?