The water was freezing but that didn't stop lil' Luisa. And after a couple hours, she cuddled up in the beach chair with me and just hung out. And Luisa does not really ever cuddle! She also seemed to soak up all the sun because I returned home with little to no color but she was perfectly tan!
She’s like:

My wife’s fear of her water breaking in public.
That it would, more or less, go down something like:

For Corrado:
Being in the delivery room with my pregnant wife.
My fear of how I might react to everything going on is like:

For Ryan:
When a newborn baby farts and it makes me laugh.
I’m like:

For Sean and Lucie:
When my pregnant wife and I both come to the conclusion that Taco Bell for dinner sounds way better than me cooking pasta for the umpteenth time this week.
We’re like:

For Donny:
Trying to walk through our pitch-black bedroom while my pregnant wife is taking a nap and tripping over everything and anything on my way into the bathroom.
It’s like:

For Haeley:
When I come home to my pregnant wife looking exhausted and lying on the couch and ask her if she was able to finish everything on her “to-do” list for today.
She’s like:

I was probably all of these combined plus worse but here is one
For Me:
When my pregnant wife wants to go to sleep and I’m not tired yet.
She’s like:

This month (or so) of pictures was great! Thanks Haeley! Can't wait to read your funny posts!

