After going through surgeries to enable a full-term pregnancy, my sister finally got the stitches removed that have been preventing a premature birth for the last… call it seventeen weeks.

With those stitches gone, you’d figure that immediate child-arrival would be in the cards, yes?

No. Bon’s gone to the gym, done some water aerobics, and basically maintained her typical active lifestyle in an effort to ‘move things alone’, but nothing. The doc says that it could be “two or three days after the stitches come out… or two weeks… or you could go full-term.”

Nothing like accuracy.

So, ladies and gentlemen, please think some labor-inducing thoughts for my sister: I’d like to have a niece to hopelessly spoil when I’m there in a couple of weeks.

(Yes, you read that right: I managed to make my sister’s medically-miraculous pregnancy all about my needs in just one sentence. Damn I’m good. :)

Your blog, man. That's what it's all about. Your needs.

Thinkin'.

You have no idea how guilty I would feel if there was no child for you to spoil or worse yet, nothing to distract that other person from pestering you and Jackie!

I want this child to show up as much as anyone. You have no idea how terrified I get each time I think of how big she might be getting. Yeah, now it's all about my needs!

Sex has been known to induce a birth or two. I've heard drinking castor oil works...I wouldn't try that one though.

Yeah, we try the sex thing until we both start laughing uncontrolably about how ackward it is.

Walking long distances?