Thursday, May 17, 2007
Unborn Baby Tries To Kill Mother -- Police Baffled As To How To Prosecute
Speck and I have been discovering the joy of the brackston hicks contractions recently. I've been getting them here and there for a couple of months now, but for the last week or so, they have been getting stronger and more regular. Last night and the night before, they were so regular that Ian and I were on the brink of calling the hospital, only to have them dwindle away before we reached the phone. I can just imagine Speck in there, laughing it up about all the hooplah, leaving me an emotional wreck who can't sleep the rest of the night. I have been feeling nervous about the whole labor and delivery thing, especially in light of Speck's large size, but I am now at a point where delivering a giant baby sounds way better than sharing body space with a giant baby, especially one with such a perverse sense of humor. Get out, Speck! Get out and quit messing with me!
Posted by Chelsa at 2:52 PM