Mom: Got to the house, no one there. Are you at the hospital?
Me: Yes. Jolie went into labor, then when we got here, Mindy’s water broke.
Mom: I’M GOING TO BE A GRANDMA!
Me: It might be a little bit longer, Mom.
Mom: Whatever. We’re on our way. I’ll call Sadie.
Me: Good. Focusing on Mindy.
Mom: As you should.
Shaking my head, I look over at my wife to see her staring at me. “What’s so funny?”
“My mom,” I reply. “They’re on the way here, how about your folks?”
“All of them are on the way. I mean, theydoknow that first babies sometimes take longer, right?” she asks.
“Sweetheart, they’re all excited.”
“I am too, but mostly because once she’s born, I won’t have her tap dancing on my kidneys anymore,” she teases, giggling. “I’ve had more wardrobe malfunctions over the past few weeks than I have my entire life, I think.”
Shrugging, I say, “They run out of room, kitten. Plus, I’m sure that with everything being so compressed, it doesn’t help either.”
“I know, I know, but it’s kind of mortifying to me that the slightest wrong move has me peeing myself like I’m a little kid again,” she retorts.
I’m not sure what to say right now but I feel like anything Idosay will be taken wrong, so instead, I reach out and take her hand in mine. “We’re going to meet Violet soon, kitten,” I say, changing the subject.
“I see what you did there,” she mutters. “And yes, she’s coming whether I’m ready or not.”
“It’ll be fine.”
