Ok, don’t panic. It’s been 40 weeks, the due date (which was TODAY) has come and is going almost gone…and still no baby!!! Aarrggghhh! Seriously, I’m flattered that he likes me so much, but enough already! Do I need to send an eviction notice? GET OUT!!! Was I not clear? Did he miss that Next Steps memo telling him he’s supposed to come out?
Head South Braden! South! Do we need to shine a light for you down there so you can find your way? If you don’t come out soon, your Daddy’s gonna come in there after you…literally! I can only hold him of for so long…he’s getting pretty antsy-stir crazy was actually the term he used today.
Sure I’m the one who can’t sleep comfortably and am suffering from extreme back pain…but Brad’s poor nerves are going berserk! He jumps every time I call him because he thinks it means my water broke & the baby’s coming. He pauses & stares at me whenever I groan/moan/squirm because he thinks it means the baby’s coming. He wakes up and watches me get out of bed to go pee in the middle of the night because he thinks the baby’s coming. He’s so on edge and frazzled every minute of every day that this baby is still in me, because he thinks he’s coming that exact minute. This baby’s not even out yet and he’s already giving his father an ulcer!
I guess our little man really does take after his daddy…he’s obviously already decided to arrive fashionably late.
And so we wait…and wait…and wait some more. 40 weeks down and one daddy wanting his baby boy to come out to play NOW!!!
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