Dream about young daughter pregnant

Dream about Young Daughter Pregnant is about tears and sadness. It is time to start doing and making things happen. You are expressing doubt in the intentions of a friend. This dream indicates a love relationship in your life. You have more than you can handle.

Young in your dream is a metaphor for someone or something is loaded. You are trying to get your way by tricking others. You need to dig a little deeper into a situation or problem. Your dream denotes emotional or relationship needs. You are trying to escape from reality.

Daughter dream is a premonition for instability and insecurity in your life. An old lover may come back into the picture. Perhaps you are not sure how to end a relationship or situation. This dream is a hint for your personality traits, behaviors and habits. You need to show more cooperation.

Pregnant in this dream is some situation/difficulties in your daily life or relationship. You are laying the groundwork for some major groundwork. You are attempting to overcome a difficult goal or task. Your dream draws attention to a different side of a person when they are angry. You are feeling insecure.

Dream about Young Daughter Pregnant signals your rational thinking and objectivity. You need to see life from an optimistic point of view not pessimistic. Your life is well balanced. This dream symbolises the carefree nature of childhood. Your repressed thoughts and subconscious materials are slowly coming to the surface and making its presence known.

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I had a dream last night about my Daughter Pregnant. She was walking in the living room with fat belly as pregnant people look like. In real life she is adult but not yet married or engaged.


Running from attackers, I bump into my 11 year old daughter who is running in the opposite direction. I notice her face covered in blood and hair disheveled as I pull her in my direction and we run hand in hand. She whispers, “i’m pregnant.” I don’t react cause i just want us both safe. We come to a curved wall where I run up pulling her with me. A man at the top helps us. “My daughter,” I whisper as I pull her towards the ledge. He helps her. With the remaining strength I have, I pull myself up


dreaming of looking after drunken daughters