I get dizzy for a second, wings growing in my bag and my stomach expanding. I blink a couple times once it's finished but feel nothing, no labor, pain, or anything.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I hesitate before taking her to the bed, "Sit down. I-I don't know what I didn't do right. You're supposed to be in labor now. Don't get me wrong; I'm glad you're not in pain, but this isn't how it works."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I scoop her up and carry her out to a nurse, who has her lain down in another bed and wheeled into a delivery room. I follow by her side, holding Riley's hand the whole time.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses. — Ann Landers
