Ode to a sleepy husband

Last night I started having some pretty serious contractions around 10:45 that were about 7 - 8 minutes apart. It went on for three hours before I decided to listen to my tired husband and lay down to try and get some rest. Within 30 minutes... nothing. Thanks, dear. In an effort to try and get things going again, I got up and walked around the house for about an hour... nothing.

I suppose it was around 2 AM when this lovely limerick found its way onto the refrigerator dry erase board:

The contractions were well underway.
I thought we'd have this baby today.
'Til your ploy to relax
Stopped things dead in their tracks.
Now this kid's in my tummy to stay.

Still no baby... sigh.

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