So I had made crafts for this store and I was there leaving more wares and getting paid for the ones I had sold when my water broke. Thank goodness one of the other patrons there was my midwife! My Mom, Dad and Sister show up quickly. Even my deceased maternal grandma came! In her hospital gown, bedhead, no dentures and IV fluids tagging along.
I feel the baby is crowning and politely announce that the midwife needs to come hither because the baby is coming. I also had to pee REALLY bad (badly? not sure of the correct adverb here....) and wondered if I could go pee before I began birthing, otherwise i thought I might pee when I gave birth. My grandma came to my side and told me she wanted to go shopping and that I was beautiful.
Again, I say "Hello, Midwife.... it's time!" Mom says, "I can see on the monitor that the baby is ready too!!"
I say, "I'm on a monitor? That's weird, not even the hospital put me on one of those!" And immediatly she is by my side helping me breathe through the contractions so I can wait longer...
and then I woke up!
Forgot to mention that chett was no where around and the baby I was going to have was black. Dad was in his Sunday best, blue button down shirt and tie.
FYI: I am not pregnant and also did not take any acid...only the prescribed meds for me!
Merry Christmas!
Stay Funny San Diego, Daya
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