Nikki and Rhiannon talk pregnancy
Hugging cures everything
Rhiannon and I quickly got over the hurt feelings we had over their impromptu wedding and expressed our excitement in our future grandchild. Rhiannon, always the doctor, doled out lots of great medical advice to Nikki, who was very receptive to her advice. I felt that things had definitely been smoothed over.
So you're having a baby
She's watching you
To prepare for the baby, Nikki read all the pregnancy books she could get her hands on. When she had finished reading, she insisted Patrick read them as well. She even sat down with him to make sure he was reading, which I found funny.
Knock Knock
Still in there?
In the evenings when Petruchio was free, he tended to hover over Nikki. He always wanted to listen to the baby and feel her tummy. If I hadn’t known better, I’d have sworn he thought the baby bump was going to disappear.
It's Coming!
Stop staring and take me to the hospital
OMG she's gonna blow
Finally, as they lay sleeping, Nikki felt the baby stir. As she gingerly made her way out of bed, Petruchio jumped up and shouted, “It’s coming!” and began the panicky dance all expecting fathers do. Thankfully it didn’t last too long and he was able to calm down enough to rush Nikki to the hospital. Antonio was coming home just as they were hopping into the car and he spent moments wringing his hands with worry. He didn’t quite understand what was going on and feared the baby would come bursting out at any moment.
You think she's sore?
As they arrived at the hospital, Patrick was full of wonder and ideas. His main thought of the evening? That Nikki sure must be sore. Brilliant Patrick, just brilliant.
