We’re leaving softball last night and one of the girls on the team brought her parents. Her mom happens to be a labor and delivery nurse. As we are walking towards the cars, Megan tells her mom that Nick and I are getting married in a few weeks.
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response, “Come to me when you need a c-section!”
response, “Come to me when you need a c-section!”
Hahahahaha. I’m completely confused and laughing. She then explains that I’m so petite and Nick is so tall….I’ll probably need a c-section. Or, the baby will be so skinny it’ll just shoot right out. Think about that with your morning coffee 😛
2 replies on “C-section”
Lol, how odd! And don't worry, it'll be super skinny and awesomely cute. 🙂
omg that is really disturbing. but worth it because you know mixed babies are cute! 🙂