Towards the end of my workday yesterday, I started getting some backaches and some crampiness going on. I thought finally! It's starting! Let's get a move on this whole baby-birthing thing.
I was determined that this kid was going to come at 2 am. Or at least that's when my water would break. I just knew it. I told her to get a move on.
The only thing that happened last night was I woke up at 130 to pee.
Not really what I had in mind.
She's not even out yet and she's already not listening to her mother.
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