So this morning, in a very light sleep, I had one of the weirdest dreams I’ve had in a very, very long time. To sum it up shortly, I had an infant (it was mine), that I couldn’t ever remember feeding but who seemed generally healthy. After visiting with my family, I went to my bedroom to feed the fussy kid and while arranging the pillows on my bed, the human baby managed to turn into an octopus and was drowning in a test tube of water. With a rigorous round of CPR, the baby octopus was revived and I was left wondering how odd it was going to be to feed it. Then I woke up. Make what you might of this most bizarre dream.

disclaimer: I am not pregnant nor do I have any children. I work with octopi (specifically baby octopi) in my job.