So yesterday Robbie Williams was live tweeting while his wife was in labour, which, if this photo is anything to go by, looks like it was a lot of fun for his wife. Not!
All I can say is thank god tweeting wasn’t a thing when I gave birth 13 years ago! If it was, Scott’s tweets would look a little like this:
“Kirsten’s getting induced now. Not sure if I’ve mentioned that needles make me a bit queasy.”
“She keeps asking me to up the gas. Do I tell her I turned it up to full 3 requests ago and now I’m just fiddling with the button so she thinks I’m turning it up more?”
“If your wife says she’s going to vomit and you hand her a teeny tiny kidney bowl, you will need to buy new shoes.”
“Seeing your heavily pregnant wife bouncing up and down on a fit ball while sucking on gas isn’t as sexy as you might think.”
“It’s been 16 hours. God I’m bored.”
“Delivery is about to happen. Should I be worried that the doc just turned up in a butcher style apron and industrial strength gumboots?”
“Holy crap, they are some big salad severs the doc is holding.”
“It’s a boy! Doc thinks we want to call him Barry. Told him it’s Bailey. He replied with ‘thank f*&k for that’ Top bloke. Wonder if he’d like to have a beer with me in 5?”
“Tried to take a photo of Kirsten holding the baby. Got a bit overwhelmed. Nurse grabbed camera from me, while muttering ‘oh for gods sake, give it me. I’ll take the photo. The tissues are over there.’ Don’t think she likes me much.”
“Are babies born with teeth? Asking for a friend.”
“Thank god it’s 2001 and nobody knows what a push present is yet.”
“It’s been a big day and I’m exhausted. I could really do with a nap.”
I’m not joking when I tell you that all of those things actually happened while I was in labour. Except for the teeth question. It was actually my brother who asked that one when he visited us in hospital the day after Bailey was born.
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