I went to the doctor yesterday. Before checking my cervix, he asked, "Are you optimistic?"
I answered, "Not really, but I can always hope!"
He then did what he does and said, "Yeah, no need to be optimistic."
I asked, "Nothing?"
He answered, "Nothing, at all."
He's a really nice man (kinda reminds me of Bill Boy), but I wanted to punch him! I know, I know, hate the message, not the messenger.
My cousins wife had her baby several weeks early a few days ago. She was due on the 30th of September! I am so happy that she and baby are doing great, but, oh, SO JEALOUS! Can't I be early, too!? Even one day!