Last night I dreamed that I was about to go into labor, but at the last minute had to fly to Austria to see a special OB there to deliver. I can’t remember what was special, or why I had to go so very last minute, but when we decided I needed to go, I didn’t even have my purse with me. My sister lent me her passport and wallet, and a very nice stewardess found some extra clothing for me. I was crying because I was so scared of flying all the way back to the US with a 2-week old baby. I kept saying, “I’m scared, I don’t want to go, it’s too far” but everyone assured me it would be fine. Oddly, I wasn’t scared of the flight there, or the birth, just of trying to fly back with such a young baby.

Also, I am 26 weeks today.