I just woke Tony up to tell him…
I WANTED TO PUNCH HIM IN THE STOMACH.
I’m laying there moaning and trying to do my breathing through my contractions and what’s he doing?
I said “Tony! I AM GOING TO PUNCH YOU! OPEN YOUR EYES! HOW CAN YOU NOT HEAR ME?”
Then I said “Ignore me, it’s not your fault, I know you need your sleep. Just ignore my bitchyness.”
Then I took that back and said ‘WHY AREN’T YOU BREATHING WITH ME OR RUBBING MY BACK????”
Needless to say…
one minute. OUUUUUUUUCH.
Where was I? Oh, yeah, he’s up now. And putting everything in the car. I think it’s time we go now.
Thank you for your prayers and well wishes. And pray that Tony doesn’t fall asleep in the labor room, I WILL PUNCH HIM.
But, that doesn’t mean I don’t love him so so much.