So I thought I'd post it here and see if there might be any significance to it that could be seen.

There was, essentially, one theme throughout the whole of it. It didn't matter where I was or what I was doing, the focus was strictly on that one thing, the conversation in the dream was that alone. I flipped from doing one thing, being in one place, to another thing in another place, with another person.
The dream was, essentially, I was pregnant, only just starting to show. My dream self had a habit of touching my stomach, which I don't find unusual, what was unusual is that my dream self could feel the baby's heartbeat when I touched my belly ^^
That's it, basically, other than the fact that, apparently, I was afraid to tell my mom that I was expecting...