9 Weeks 0 Days: Sweet Dreams

I dreamt that I delivered a tiny little baby boy last night. He was beautiful and perfect. But I don't think it was this baby, because after he was delivered I was still pregnant. I think he was George. I would have been taken in for my c-section this week to deliver him. There's going to be lots of tears over the next few weeks, with George's due date, Ollie's anniversary and the delivery of my brand new niece due on George's due date. I wonder if I can just lock myself in my room and stay in bed until its all over?