Roleplay!
“I can’t wait for you to get pregnant again.” I hear you say. I look at you, reclining lazily on the bed that will soon support me pushing your baby (or twins) out. “This has been fun!”
I glare at you, I’m standing in the middle of the room, two monitors strapped to my belly. We were admitted to the hospital at 5 in the morning after laboring all night. I’m standing, hoping that being vertical will help me dilate faster as my last check only had me at 4 centimeters. “I’m glad you’re having fun.” I move my hands to my back, “you’re not the one who’s been having contractions for almost a day or has to push out a bowling ball!” I say groaning as yet another contraction begins.
