Unlike the last time I was in a delivery room, I will not be the one in labor (whoo hoo). This time it is my own daughter who will be bringing a new family member to us. I still can’t quite believe that my little cute baby is grown, married and about to become both a mother and college graduate.
How did this happen? I just had her outside on her first roller skates, listening to her laugh while “skating” (mommy holding the back of her shirt). What happened to teddy and paci the faithful companions?
What the heck is that gray hair doing on my head? I’m still 29, what’s going on?
Must be some stupid space-time continuim crap, I hate time travel.