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When I got a phone call at 2:21 am this morning I was initially angry. When I hear ______'s voice on the other end, saying she was going into labor, I became elated, began to cry from joy, and said, "Have a happy birthing!"
I was expecting the next call I got to be the most exciting phone call of my life. The call in which I heard the details and stats of my best friends first baby. I was more excited about this than any other phone call I've ever gotten in my life, be it a call about a job I want, or a call from a boy I liked, or someone calling to tell me I can save big $$$ on my auto insurance. But instead the next call I got was, "Sorry I didn't have a baby today...maybe sometime in the next day to ten days."
I can't really say why I'm so disappointed. I mean, that baby is still going to come and I am still go to cry when I hear about it and people will still make fun of me for being a big sentimental baby. I was just excited that today was the day.
Today I was supposed to become a godmother and instead I just became impatient. Who the fuck do babies think they are? Just deciding when to be born whenever they want, giving people false alarms. Man, I swear to God, first thing I'm going to teach that baby is the importance of making up it's goddamn mind. And the second thing I'm going to teach it is to not fuck around!
I was expecting the next call I got to be the most exciting phone call of my life. The call in which I heard the details and stats of my best friends first baby. I was more excited about this than any other phone call I've ever gotten in my life, be it a call about a job I want, or a call from a boy I liked, or someone calling to tell me I can save big $$$ on my auto insurance. But instead the next call I got was, "Sorry I didn't have a baby today...maybe sometime in the next day to ten days."
I can't really say why I'm so disappointed. I mean, that baby is still going to come and I am still go to cry when I hear about it and people will still make fun of me for being a big sentimental baby. I was just excited that today was the day.
Today I was supposed to become a godmother and instead I just became impatient. Who the fuck do babies think they are? Just deciding when to be born whenever they want, giving people false alarms. Man, I swear to God, first thing I'm going to teach that baby is the importance of making up it's goddamn mind. And the second thing I'm going to teach it is to not fuck around!