What are fetus dreams about?

Hi, I'm hoping someone can try and help me interpret this nightmare I had last night. I've been trying to ignore it but it's sitting in the back of my head and I can't shake it.

For context: My sister recently passed away at 36, I'm 28F and we had a pretty turbulent childhood. No abuse besides neglect that I can think of/remember. My mom had drinking problems and my sister had to take care of me as a result.

Here goes:

My mom, grandma, aunt and I are in a busy and crowded restaurant. It's dimly lit and I can barely see my aunt and grandma. My mom is in a good mood, talking loudly to everyone about how I've neglected to take care of my car, laughing about how long it's been since I had an oil change.

She starts grabbing my breast, holding it, and I'm telling her to stop. I'm embarrassed, people are looking. I become infuriated, pulling her hand away, telling her I want nothing to do with her. She says she knew I would act like this.

I get up and walk quickly to the restroom. I get in the handicap stall and start to pull my jeans down but something is stuck between my leg and my jeans. Suddenly I'm aware that there are things in my clothes, I can feel the pressure under my armpits, against my legs and back.

I'm pulling, but whatever it is keeps slipping out of my hand. I have to hold pretty hard. It's kind of coming apart in my hand but I manage to get the bulk of a piece out. I look at it. It's pale and moist. It's the dismembered arm of a fetus. I'm fucking horrified. I throw it in the toilet, I'm afraid someone is going to come in the restroom and see it and me and think I've done something. I grab at whatever is under my armpit, I'm pulling at it frantically. Out comes the partially disintegrated torso of a fetus. I throw it in the toilet.

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And then I wake up. Any insight is appreciated, this dream has been weighing heavy on me all day.

I had a dream that I was laying eggs that had fetuses in them. I had like 5 of them and tried to keep them on the bed with me. One fell off and it cracked. Some aliens came out of nowhere and berated me for dropping it. Anyone know what this might be?

Hello this was about a dream I had when I was a kid.

It starts out with me as a little girl being dragged down a hallway by a nurse with a scribbled out face.

To my right was a fetus covered in black liquid (might be tar) and it looked like it was running/crawling away from something.

Back then I thought it was a worm made out of cloth but when I heard of Candace's story I'm starting to think it was a womb made from cloth.

Does this mean Candace was my past life or was it just nothing??

I dreamt that I was having my period and went to the toilets and when I looked into it there was a lot of blood and a tiny thing that I identified as a fetus (I'm 15). I screamed because I didn't knew I was pregnant and I was scared of what just happened because I was a virgin.

I went to see my mother and tried to tell her about what just happened but I heard a baby scream. I ran toward the toilets and saw a baby covered in blood in it. The baby began crying and I picked it up and tried to comfort it while thinking about how could I take care of it

My mother looked at me and started screaming at me, telling me how irresponsible I was. This is where I woke up

Thank you for reading this!

IMPORTANT: In my dream, I was aware that I did not have my glasses on so details were fuzzy but I was still able to make out things. This is the first dream I ever had where I am *aware* that my glasses aren't on and where I see fuzzy.

So I'm in this house I've never been in before and I look around and the place is trashed. Furniture was broken and missing, floors and walls were damaged. This was obviously an abandoned house. The house itself was beautiful other than the fact that it was trashed and abandoned. It was a 5 bedroom house with a modern-luxury interior. It was situated in a suburban area and it had an inground pool and garden at the backyard.

So I walk into the living room with couches scattered around the place and a broken old-school box television sitting in the middle of the room. I then look closely and there seems to be blood everywhere. I kind of look around more closely since I didn't have my glasses on and things were fuzzy and I then realize that there are dead babies and fetuses everywhere - covered in blood. I was barefoot and accidentally walked over a dead fetuses and could feel its slimy-ness on my foot. I then walked up the stairs to the second floor and all of the room doors were open. Every room I looked into, had blood and more dead babiefetuseses. There were also bodies of full grown, dead men just laying down on the floor. The rooms were pretty bare except for some old mattresses and blood. I go back downstairs into the kitchen and see that there are double-doors leading to the the backyard. I go into the backyard and there's a giant inground pool full of algae. I was tempted to go swimming but decided to go back Inside the house because I got scared that there were potential killers around. I lock the back door behind me and grab an AR-15 and then I woke up.

The dream felt very post-apocalyptic and I felt like I was one of those "survivors" from those post-apocalyptic shows (I don't watch them.)

I will never get that mental imagine of the dead babies anfetuseses out of my head. It was fucked up shit.