in my dream last night!!! For some reason we were visiting Ian’s brother and his family in Cananda (they really live in Colorado). I was up really early in the morning and had to go to the bathroom. The “flow” just wouldn’t stop so I assumed that it was my water. Ian drove me to the hospital which was up on this huge hill and totally full of patients. The room I had to stay in wasn’t a room at all, but just a 4×5 curtained off partition. I hadn’t felt any contractions yet and was convinced that I could push her out with one push. The staff kept whispering that the baby would be Canadian and that we wouldn’t be able to take her back to the states. That’s when I woke up. SO WEIRD!!! I don’t think I will have chili for late dinner again!