Well the baby is late. It obviously takes after the Missus. So we had to travel to Whipps Cross maternity unit for the Missus to be prodded and poked. For once we actually arrived early and got seen in good time. The young female doctor recommended two things to bring on the birth. Funnily enough, both suggestions I’d already made to the Missus and she was well impressed with my medical knowledge. Anyway, we were told that either a hot curry or sex would bring on the baby. Well The Missus isn’t a big curry fan and my labido takes a hit every time I try and contempate making a move on my heavily pregnany wife. It’s just not the done thing. This is the mother of my child – we weren’t put here to rut like common beasts.
So without either myself or the hot curry forthcoming, The Missus is booked to return to the hospital on the 15th where some hormon gel will be squirted into her over three hour periods until everything starts moving in a downward direction. Nice, innit? This is exactly 10 days before we are due to move house I might add.
What me, worry?

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