dream analysis

I always like to add a photo to my daily posts. Mostly because I'm a visual person and I think it makes my daily rants a bit more interesting. But I am struggling with what kind of photo to add today. I may have to make an exception just this once. Here is the reason. I had a very interesting dream Saturday night that is still sticking with me. I have shared this with some of you already so feel free to check back in tomorrow or the next day. I was in some 19th century world, perhaps being pursued by some powerful prince or something (I might be embellishing here) and had laid down to sleep. As I woke, I looked beside me to find a neat little bed of 20 or so gerbils. It appeared that there were kleenexes carefully placed across their sleeping bodies. (Okay the kleenex part isn't very accurate to the time period but cut me a little slack.) It was then that I realized that I was birthing these cute little gerbils because out came another one. I won't go into any great detail here but thankfully it did not relive my birthing experiences with my own 9 lb.+ children. The rest of my dream was spent trying to figure out how this was possibly happening to me and that I certainly did not want to go back to sleep in case there would be another neat litter of gerbils beside me in the morning. So, what does this mean? Perhaps it was because of all those babies I was around Friday morning. Or maybe Abigail is channelling her wishes for another family pet. I could be dreaming of my own reality tv show that stars me and my 20 newborns. Maybe I want another baby. Maybe not. (Psst. It's the later.) Then a friend at church suggested that birthing dreams may reveal the birth of creativity. I am willing to ponder this suggestion. So, does the fact that I just birthed MANY, MANY gerbils mean I am a wellspring of creativity. And perhaps I don't know what to do with my creative inspirations. Or that I am struggling with how to divide my time between all of my interests. Any thoughts?