...that Patrick was stillborn too. The dream was probably just resurfacing memories of Cora's labor and delivery, but in the dream it was Patrick. I woke up with "Oh God, please, not again!" on my lips.
I woke up to Erin crying, and an excruciating headache. I went ahead and just brought Erin to bed with me. I needed my reminder that babies are born healthy, and that they come home with you.
So I'm skipping church, because my head still just HURTS and I feel really sick to my stomach, and I don't think I can handle Erin in sacrament meeting by myself right now.
Matt's plane comes in at 2pm. I would love to go into labor after that.