dream :: the baby is born

My dream last night:

I am holding my newborn baby, and he is adorable. I carry him around with me everywhere, not wanting to let him go. I try to breastfeed him for the first time, and he latches on perfectly! He drinks a little bit, but then he stops and spits it all back up, all over himself and me. It's very messy. I try feeding him again later, and this time my old boss is there, and our publisher, and a priest and a few other people. They're sitting in chairs around a low table, having a meeting, and I am sitting off to the side, breast in full view, trying to feed my son, who keeps letting milk come back out of his mouth. But that is OK because I am happy.