I am in a large place with a group of people. Becky is there dressed like an exotic African especially her hair. She is making art; small, round (5″ diameter) pieces made out of material. She is showing them to me.
Molly is there and is pregnant. She is going to have an abortion but has to wait for two weeks for some reason. I am pregnant also.
I can’t find my phone. I look and look. I ask a man to ring my number. He does. I can’t hear my phone ringing.
I am to get an abortion. I am now in the den at Shady Oak. Mom is there. I sit down. I say Paul and I tried to get pregnant and nothing happened. Now I am pregnant and am going to get an abortion. (I am not sure if I tell my mother this or not)
I am more upset that I can’t find my phone. I see my knitting. It is dark green yarn the same color as my phone cover. I lift it up and there is my phone. I realize that I am so emotional because I am pregnant.
At the end of the dream, I start thinking Paul and I will keep this child.