This was my dream last night:

I went into labor early and was driving to the hospital. I remember telling the nurses that it wasn’t a normal thing because I’m not supposed to have my baby for another 11 weeks.  When I got there they put me in this massive room with a bunch of different patients. Then I was carted around and asked to do all these weird exercises. I remember feeling weird but calm until my doctor came in. Guess who my doctor was?

I had Russell Brand up in my region catching my child.

The End.