The day has almost passed, and it looks like he ain't coming. We went to the doctor today - the ultrasound told us that he was happy as a clam in there. No stress whatsover. If he's got it so good in there, why would he want to come out? After all, life in the real world ain't so sweet. Look who's president!
So, Justeen is going to work tomorrow and I'll spend the day working from home. We'll get back to life as usual and see if we can fake little Elliot out. Perhaps if he thinks we're not looking, he'll want to come out. Not even born, and already I'm playing psychological games with him. Ah, to be human.
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