Last night I had a dream that the United States of America made laws against celebrating any and every holiday.

I always dream about being pregnant right before I get my period. As of late my body has been fucked up because I forget everyday to take my pill. I'm really just not that motivated to take the pill right now. I was for about a month but not anymore.
I dreamt I was at least four months pregnant last night - I was showing, I felt *something* inside of me. I was driving in a car with my mom to a clinic. My mom wasn't mad or anything. She actually didn't say anything. I was trying to remember if I had sex in the last 5 months. I swear I hadn't. They told us alcohol made you pregnant. Ok, that's was it was then. Alcohol made me pregnant. I started to think about all the teenage pregnancies that occur today. How many boyfriend's don't fess up, how many girls get abortions, how many girls hide it from their parents, how many women smoke and drink during their entire pregnancy, how many women have miscarriages, how many women/couples want children.
Yes so I was in a deep though in the car ride. I was starting out the window, thinking of sperm and men and eggs and blood. We were almost at the clinic for a check up. I just realized I was pregnant too. We got out of the car and walked into the building. I stopped to pee before my appointment. I had a bit of blood on my panties. I wasn't pregnant.
"Hey mom, we can leave now. I'm not pregnant after all."
Now this dream was very unclear to me. Did I have a miscarriage? Did I kill my baby because I drank vodka while it was trying to grow inside of me? Was I really never pregnant in the first place? How is this dream symbolic?