go to the doctor's office for a checkup. go to the hospital on doctor's orders, check in, lie in a bed. every fifteen minutes someone checks the business. take drugs that either make me stoned or make me numb from the tits down. ask to have all reflective surfaces draped so that I don't catch ANY glimpses of anything gore-related. get sliced open. have baby.
good luck. can't wait to hear. glad it's you not me!
You're my hero.
ReplyDeleteHere's my version of childbirth:
go to the doctor's office for a checkup.
go to the hospital on doctor's orders, check in, lie in a bed.
every fifteen minutes someone checks the business.
take drugs that either make me stoned or make me numb from the tits down.
ask to have all reflective surfaces draped so that I don't catch ANY glimpses of anything gore-related.
get sliced open.
have baby.
good luck. can't wait to hear. glad it's you not me!
sorry you're stalling. can't wait to read the post that says baby is finally, finally here! praying for you.
ReplyDeletehang in there mama, that kid'll come out, one way or another!
ReplyDeletejust have The Mister reach in and yank him out, that'll teach him to be stubborn.. no? then you'll just have to wait!
(sorry, couldn't resist. ;))
Keeping a good thought for you. Hang in there!
ReplyDeleteHave the Mister help you along?
ReplyDeleteAhoy! Still stalled? Things proceeding okay? I know, I know, I'm a day late and a buck short...
ReplyDeleteThinking good thoughts for you :)