Last night, Karolina was in a lot of pain. Newey is due in 5 days. She told me and Max that often that pain means the mother is about to “go into labor“. After explaining that that means, Max was very concerned.
While we are in bed in his room in Littleton, with the lights out, Max made me promise that if Mama gets in labor, that we won’t let him sleep through it and leave him at home while we go to the hopsital (sic). I told him Mama would be screaming in pain; there was no way he would sleep through it. It’s the most painful thing women experience in their lives. Then he got worried:
“If mama gets in labor, what will help? Ice?
I said no.
“How can we make her feel better?Chocolate?”
Me: “How did your think of that?”
Max: “Because when I was in pre-k, I fell in the playground, and the teacher was stuffing me with chocolate. Mama told me that.”
He asked all about the ambulance. Would I call one? (No, I would drive us because it’s faster). Then he wanted to know what the ambulance people do (he doesn’t know the word paramedics) — to learn what Mama would be missing. When I told him, he said “That’s it? What about for pain?” I did explain Mama couldn’t take pain pills and needed a very special pain killer that goes into her spine so the baby isn’t affected.
So many questions in bed. They did not stop for a long time. Trying to fall asleep. I was patient.
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