On Monday, your dad went to pick up his new bike. No, he is not 10, but he will play with you just the same. While we were at the bicycle shop, a guy behind the desk asked me if I wanted to sit down. I of course accepted and he proceeded to tell me that he didn't want to deliver any babies there and when are you due? I told him the beginning of September and he immediately said, "Oh, BIG baby huh?". As much as I wanted to turn into the snarky bitch that I am, I played along. "Yep, I think he is going to be a big one, he he ha ha." Was that a compliment? I am not sure, but GOLLY GEE, how nice of him to point out the fact that I am huge. Except that I am not. So the lesson here today baby, is to think before you speak. Don't become the man behind the counter at the bike shop.
You have 16 more weeks of poking, kicking and squirming to figure out that down is the best way out.