dreams are fun

I have a huge test tomorrow that I should be studying for right now, but I had to tell you about this dream I had last night before I forget.

In the dream, I had just come home from overnight call at the hospital (after the baby was born). Jordan had been home all day and night with the baby (who must have still been really little, because I expected her to have the moro reflex in my dream). Jordan had her covered up with a blanket in the crib, and when he unveiled it, she shook herself awake, looked at me, and then sat up. I remembered thinking, "Whoa, she shouldn't be doing that yet!" Then she yawned, stood up, and jumped out of her crib, doing a somersault mid-air. She ran to the bathroom and tried to pee like a boy, standing in front of the toilet. She peed on the toilet and on her legs, turned around to yell at us, "God, that is SO FRUSTRATING!" and then she flushed the toilet.

I think that dream means that I'm either 1) terrified at what I'll miss in terms of the baby's development by being gone at the hospital all the time or 2) our kid is going to be freaking AMAZING.