So yesterday was my wife's due date. And I was a wreck. I was calling her every hour from work. "Are you ok?" How do you feel?" "Is he ready for little league?" Then during our monthly 2 hour meeting, I was text messaging her, "You can call me on my cell phone." "Now, I'm in my office." Then it was, "I'm on my way home ..." It felt like waiting for a judge to come down with your sentence ... oh wait most of you don't know what that's like. It was a rollercoaster ride ... fun right ... except you weren't on the ride ... it was going on in your stomach!
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Sounds like you drove poor Raquelle crazy all day!
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