first wife baby dream

first, was in a factory, actually being batman... there were robots I had found here. Other people were fighting them as well, my son, Michael. I could actually turn into something like a human bat [could create real wings, actually black feathered wings, and I though of a scarecrow/the Crow -- the movie], fly, scare them bad, and destroy them quickly. Also, I had that voice Batemen uses in Dark Knight (which I do actually have a voice somewhat like that at times, but usually softer).

It was very satisfying. But, then there is the hospital. I am there with my current wife. We are waiting. She is very pregnant. It is uncomfortable we do not have a room and wait there sometime. I am thinking about either being batman or writing a book about batman because that experience was so intense. (And I felt in the dream, really was the real batman. That nobody else could do it, so I had legitimacy to do so.)

I step away and the come back and this serious but slightly cheerful guy in a dark suit was setting us up with the very best room. No walls. But, it was the very first room. Like he just made a room from components hidden right there in the hallway next to the waiting room. (There were no other people, and it was a really special show of importance.)

[The man said he was from "the federal government" and said something about this is his duty. I really wondered at that. He was acting like a waiter who was giving a VIP a special table and seemed honored to do it and that this was important. I wondered why he let us sit out there for awhile, but then remembered how government can be. Realized then he was some kind of special agent that worked in the field.]

Noticed then there was some old man sitting to my left. [He seemed very pleased the whole time.]

Then, my son was there, next to me on my right, and I was talking and joking with him and playing with him. He had a toy airplane.

Oddly, I hardly said anything to my wife at all.

I was working on my book and kept it secret in a lunchbox sort of binder -- it was designed to be hidden.

I expected to be there for sometime. I wondered only slightly on this old man. I felt he was a close relative in disguise (my birth dad). But no words needed to be said. [I knew he was not, but he is like that, but much more happy, patient, loving.]

My adopted dad came out, and my step-brother, Zeke.

There was also a lean, dark haired woman, very attractive, whom I took to be my brother's latest girlfriend, though they did not act like it.

Suddenly, we were moving. We were on a platform. It was very soon, way too soon for the baby. I was upset about it. I was surprised because my wife was so dead calm. She did not want another c-section in real life. I did not yet notice she was my first wife. I thought, 'she is not in good health'.

I just couldn't get over how quick it was. It seemed wrong. For whatever reason, I didn't want this to happen so quickly.

We were in a factory/basement finally. I looked over at my wife -- and she was my first wife now, but also very bloated. She had what looked like some horrible bruise on her arm. I was shocked and she said, 'what are you looking at? They just gave me some drugs. That is not a bruise, but where the drugs came in and a drawing'.

The platform was moving unseen along the corners of the basement. It was at an elevator, finally.

Then, I saw Zeke and the dark haired woman were playing with a blue pen. They were drawing on everyone in a playful fashion. She came over to me and started to draw on me. I got the pen, told her I would actually draw something on her, teasingly (everyone else just had random lines), and drew dribble on her mouth, which was very silly and awkward for her.

We were comfortable together, but I felt I should get up, or it would look wrong, and did so.

Then, I went over to my first wife and started to draw on her, and we had fun. The platform moved again, but we missed the elevator.