The due date for the arrival of my daughter has come and gone. For over a week now we have clung to the ob's thought that "you might go tonight or even tomorrow". I wish I could get paid to be that wrong! My wife officially served eviction papers the weekend before, but apparently my yet to be born daughter thinks it was a joke. "I'm fine, think i will stay a bit longer" seems to be her response.
So we walked the "fancy mall" one day, walked the "used to be fancy mall now relegated to middle class mall" the next day and yet nothing. Could it be that the endless waiting will produce no result? Does my daughter have a sixth sense? Stay tuned...
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