Sunday, January 30, 2011

Dear Contractions, you suck. The end.

Dear Contractions,

Hi!, it's 3 am once again, your favorite time of the day. Please tell me why you choose to wake me up at this hour? I ask again, why is it that you have been waking me up at this hour for consecutive days? It intrigues me even more that you are serious enough to wake me from a dead sleep or a super weird preggo dream, and continue long enough to peak my interest and get my hopes up-- yet when I crawl out of bed... you stop. What. the. freak. Don't you know Jax is trying to send the bat signal? The foo wants out of my belly (in Fat Bastard's words... think Austin Powers...). Please succumb to my child's wishes.

Yours truly, if you will be for real that is,

JFTB

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