Wacky Dream x 3

Dream Theorists/Theories:

-I picked the most popular four...not listed in any particular order.

Alfred Adler - dreams are where our inferiorities come to light and we can practice working through them.
Erich Fromm - dreams are microscopes wehre we look deeper into our soul.
Sigmund Freud - dreams are a type of unconscious wish fulfillment.
Carl Jung - dreams are a way of spiritually communicating and acquainting yourself with the unconscious.

Knowing this information....I have a question about how these three dreams can be analyzed and make a meaning to. Let me know if you have any suggestions.

All three of these dreams happened in the same night....so maybe there is some connection that I'm not making.

1) I was a mother of a new born baby in this dream. My own mother was very standoff-ish and not very helpful. I had told her that being a new mother, I don't know anything about babies, how to care for them, or how to be a mother. I asked her 3 distinct questions to which she ignored them and never provided an answer. 1) Do I need a crib or can the baby sleep with me? 2) What's the difference between breast milk and formula, which is healthier? 3) What size diapers should I buy?
By this time I started freaking out thinking that I would be a horrible mother...I felt hopeless in this dream. I remember trying to figure out a way to put my baby up for adoption under the pretense that I could not care for the baby....The adoption place said it was too late and I must have applied/contracted while I was still carrying. I thought I had no where else to turn, so I put the baby in a box under my bed....prayed for an answer. I went to bed in my dream, and when I woke up....I looked for the baby which was still in the box under my bed and turned into a fake baby doll toy. This to me was a miracle and in my dream I was astonished yet thankful because everyone was acting like it never even happened in the first place.

2) I was visiting my best friend since first grade in the Czech republic....because that's where she lives now. I remember going to a "Shur Sav" a grocery store on our motorcycles....except my motorcycle had a glass door on the side of it. I remember it was raining and I got out of the motorcycle but was unsure whether to go into the store or not because I did not want to shut my motorcyle door for fear that the glass would break. So I stood there deciding how best to shut the glass door without shattering the glass so I can go into the grocery story with my friend.

Warning....this one is really gross and I apologize
3) I went to a Mexican dance party where I was busy dancing with all of my friends. A Durengense came on and I proceeded to jump up and down along with the music. I soon became unable to breathe through my nose. So I went upstairs to the ladies rest room. I started to pick my nose....finding out that I had boogers in my nostrils blocking the air travel thus causing breathing problems. These just weren't any kind of boogers....but BIG boulder boogers (the size of golf balls not round but pointy in some places, like boulders) and these boulder boogers were tie dye - blue and green in color.
They hurt as I picked them out....but after removing them I could breathe. I remembering thinking they were so cool and should not be wasted by throwing them out...so I placed them behind the sink as decoration.


WTF?!?!?!?
I don't think there is any connection to be made with these....well, maybe the first one makes some kind of sense. ....in some distant arena in my life

The second and third??? I really don't get it.