I can't think up any more subjects to quickly describe how we are sitting around on our butts waiting for this baby. I'm phoning in work today so that Jane can relax a bit. We went to the midwives last night and Jane is progressing nicely. She even got a little, tiny bit of bloody show.
Joey, who wants to "look in the hole" at the baby got to ask the "if girls don't have penises, how do they pee?" question, which kept he and I occupied for the last half of the meeting. Nice to have such a discussion in a room full of women on good terms with those subjects, and in a room with lots of cutaway drawings of female anatomy. Other Joey questions from the meeting: "Why does the baby come out of the butt?" (this was the beginning of the process that got us to the no penis discussion) "Why does it look like a tree?" (looking at the milk ducts in the breast cutaway)
So, again: Home today. Still no baby. So let's see what happens.
ecto says I'm listening to Don't Let's Start from the album "They Might Be Giants" by They Might Be Giants (For those in the know, this is the song that Joey calls "The Cat Food Song."
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