Buzz Buzz Buzz.
The alarm goes off. It’s 3 am and it's D-day. I'm feeling very confident and looking forward to getting this day over with, so we can move on with our lives. Lexi groans, as her eyes struggle to adjust to the light coming from the lamp I just turned on. We fell asleep at around 9:30 pm, so I’ll be fine. My sleepy pregnant wife might struggle more today than I do, which I think is just the most adorable thing.
“Come on, baby,” I coax her gently.
She sits up, and I’m surprised to see her getting up so quickly. Lately, she's been struggling to wake up in the morning. After I get dressed, I move into the bathroom where Lexi's getting ready.
“You don’t seem like my sleepy pregnant wife,” I admit as I watch her putting a bun in her hair, making eye contact through the mirr
