Weird Dream

I just woke up a little while ago. I had the weirdest dream last night. I dreamed that we already had one son, and I had just given birth to twin boys. For some reason, all of the boys were the same age in my dream. We hadn't told anyone that we were pregnant with twins, so it was a surprise to everyone. When I told my mother, she had company over and she was mean to me, and her husband was trying to make me feel better about it. My husband named all three boys at once, and I hated all of the names (the only name I remember was Isaiah. . .sorry if you like the name, but in my dream, I didn't). When I looked at what he'd put down on the birth certificate, it was actually not a birth certificate at all, but a death certificate. I crossed out all of the names, because I didn't like them. (The boys were all alive, not dead.) Then I said, "so, we have all boys. I'm never going to have a daughter." Then I woke up.

10:35 pm Edit:

People thought this was a sad dream. It definitely had its weird parts (death certificate? Mean mom?), but for the most part, it left me hopeful. I can feel what I want, close by. Which is nice, because I swear, I've stumbled across a pile of articles recently about failing ovarian reserve after 35, and it's scaring the shit out of me.