But there is this: I had this strange dream last night where I had given birth (THE HORROR) but of course, as in all my baby dreams, I don't ever recall exerting physical effort; the baby merely arrives.

So in last night's dream I had this little baby clamped to my boob. And I was looking at the birth certificate to make sure they had spelled her name right.

Apparently I named her Omar Katherine. Katherine, surely, after my grandmother. Omar....after my drug dealer, I guess.