last night i dreamed that i was talking to jon and then all of a sudden i blacked out. and when i woke back up i was in the hospital and jon was there taking care of me. and apparently i had gone into preterm labor so they had put me into a coma and delivered jude and then left me like that for 3 more weeks. so i missed the birth and jon had been taking care of our tiny preterm baby in the hospital all alone and i had never even met him and i cried and cried.
it was a horrible dream, but of course when i told jon about it this morning he just laughed because dude, jude is only days away from being not pre-term. and he is plenty big. dreams are weird.