Do we have a backup plan in case Sophia decides to rush out?” I ask. I want to put my hands on my belly and feel Sophia in there, but I am afraid I will add too much pressure and she will just shoot out onto the floor.“You cannot believe I was actually carrying around weapons this whole time,” Alex says waving his duffle bag in front of him. “I got towels, diapers, clothes for you and baby, baby wipes, and everything else I could grab in thirty seconds.”“Did you bring scissors to cut the cord or were you expecting to do that with your teeth?”“Technically, that is father’s choice, but I did grab the garden sheers in case we need them.”“As appealing as doing the task myself sounds, I think it will be best to use the more traditional scissor route. He is joking about the sheers and I have it on good authority we will make it home before anything comes screaming out of you,” Sebastian says trying to erase the image of him chomping into the cord with his fangs.Bad. Bad.
