Life Through Mother's Milk: The Dream of the Countless Eggs

Near the end of my dissertation studies, I experienced a remarkable dream. Before me lay a basket containing thousands of eggs. As I attempted to crack each egg with my right hand, my left hand instinctively tried to prevent me from doing so. With each egg I managed to crack, I encountered the same extraordinary sight: large heads of elderly men with baby’s bodies, each representing a different race, gazing up at me with unnervingly gigantic and stained teeth.

Despite their elderly appearance, I recognized them as newborns since they had just emerged from their eggs. My maternal instinct urged me to nurse them, yet their enormous teeth filled me with apprehension. I feared the pain they might inflict while nursing remembering when I had nursed one of my sons as his front tooth had started to grow out. After careful consideration, I made the difficult decision not to nurse them and I threw them down saying, ‘I can’t do it!’ This scene repeated itself with each egg I cracked.

Upon waking, I struggled to decipher the dream's meaning. But I felt the dream had to do with birth. I warned my husband that perhaps it was a sign we would have more kids. So, I jokingly said we should "be careful." Though I was convinced the dream pertained to childbirth, I couldn't reconcile why all the babies appeared as elderly gentlemen. The true significance of this peculiar vision only became clear three days later when I experienced another dream.