Trial and Error

(A dream from a few years back...The dialogue is not exact, but it is just about right.)

I walk into the kitchen, holding my pregnant belly, to where my mom is making bacon. (note: I have never been pregnant.) It is the exact kitchen I had at the time of the dream.
I feel my water break and stop dead in my tracks.
Me: "Mom, my water just broke."
Mom: "That's nice dear." I walk closer to her.
Me: "You don't understand, the baby is coming!" She does not even look up at me.
Mom: "How much bacon do you want honey?" I begin to feel the baby crowning.
Me: "Mom! It is coming!!"
Mom: "Not now sweetie. I am cooking." I am so confused as to why she is not helping. I feel the baby's shoulders begin to descend. As soon as the shoulders are out the entire baby follows. It is contained in a sac which I rip open immediately leaking water on to the kitchen floor. I grab my child and place it carefully on the kitchen counter. I put my hands on my legs to catch my breath and after a few breaths I turn to my mom again.
Me: "Mom, I just had a child...here in the kitchen..."
Mom: "That's nice." He turns to me holding the pan toward me. "You want some bacon?"