Umm, Mommy…

…what does “effaced and dilated mean? Does it have anything to do with all the beeping I’m hearing? And what’s a “effing epidural right now!” Is that good? Did I dream someone yelling that? Ooo, when your belly squeezes me like that I slide down, you do realize that, right?

Um Mommy…

…k, we’re going to need to coordinate my turns with your liver and kidneys. K, ready, 1 oh sorry, I know you want me fluent in Spanish by age 1…uno, dos, tres, oh, sorry bladder!

Mommy…

…are we always going to have both sides of the sink? And the whole closet too? *Sigh*, you’re the best Mommy ever already.

Oh, and I can’t wait till Daddy is a fully trained squire. It’s going to be so much fun…”Yes, Your Grace”, “Of course Your Highness”, “As you wish My Lady”.

Um, Mommy…

…is it just me, or are things getting tight in here? Sometimes when I try to move around I’m hitting things. Is that why you go “uhhh” sometimes? Anyway, love you bigger than the sky (whatever that is, but Grandpa Mac says it to us all the time so it must be good!) and I can’t wait to see your beautiful face ❤️🥰❤️