I had two children, a girl about 5 whose name I can't remember and a boy about 1 called Craig. My mother was looking after both kids and I had a vague feeling she was looking after the girl because she didn't like me but I couldn't understand why I'd had two children then given them to my mother.
The boy was rather sickly and had diarrhoea almost constantly. I went to visit and discovered my mother wasn't exaggerating when she said he got it all over himself -- there was a gentle farting noise and suddenly it was in his hair, all over his face, even on my dress. I started cleaning him up but something happened to interfere with that.
Next he was lying face-down on a table in a styrofoam tray and I was trying to keep him warm with a towel while someone got me some water to wash him with. Then he started weeing and it just went on and on and on and I was trying to catch it in a plastic bag so it wouldn't go everywhere. The towel kept getting smaller and smaller and wouldn't stay on the boy (and sometimes it was a tiny blanket).
I started panicking when I realised I was going to have to look after these kids by myself soon and tried to sneak out of the house to avoid the responsibility.
The rest of the dream is very jumbled and includes my 3rd grade teacher and some kind of medieval ball.
At one point I was telling my ex he had a son and I think he was denying it. Somewhere in that sequence I was being presented with my daughter all dressed up and having to call her "Your Highness", so I don't know what that was all about.
