Saturday, 25 August 2012

The lack of baby is now getting to us all...

On Thursday Steve and I were walking by a newsagents.

Steve turned to me,

"I'm going to get a drink, want anything?"

I resisted the urge to shout 'yes! I want to give birth, give birth!' and instead politely declined.

I followed him into the shop.

Steve selected his drink, chose a bag of crisps and picked up a paper.

The man at the till told him the price: £1.94.

Steve rummaged in his pocket and brought out a handful of coins. He handed them over.

We waited as the man counted it; I scanned the magazine headlines, Steve studied the penny sweets.

Suddenly the man spoke.

"Ummmm... Sir? These two coins are not 10ps."

"They aren't?" Steve was surprised.

"No, they are World Cup France 98 collective coins."

"They are?" Steve blinked.

"They are", replied the man holding out his hand with them in, "And I am afraid we don't accept Paul Ince and Graeme Le Saux."


Tracie said...

I feel your pain!

I'm only 2 days overdue, but am feeling every minute of it dragging by. My son was born at 39 weeks, so I feel CHEATED having to wait longer for this baby.

My empathy is with you!


Sheppitsgal said...

Oh! I was so sure this post was going to have a lovely baby picture. I've never had kids, so no idea how you're feeling. Hope it's soon (and pain free!!) xx