Week 32: eBay City Rollers
As the belly broadens, so does the complaining. She’s itchy. She’s tired. She’s hungry. She’s sick. She’s all of the above, or some combination thereof. I’m trying my best to empathize with every single complaint, but it’s hard when they’re coming one on top of the other. I was working on my laptop last night when Sarah started mumbling something about how these hiccups were driving her crazy.
I didn’t see why it was such a big deal. “You’ve got the hiccups?”
“No,” she said firmly. “Babu has the hiccups…