"Sebestian!" Adom yelled thought he house as he waddled down the stairs. He was out of breath before he had even reached the bottom. His belly was huge and he was so done with it already. His feet were swollen and he pretty sure knew he didn't have that pregnancy glow anymore. It was mostly sweat by now. The last weeks had flown by. Now at 38 weeks, he was ready to pop that kid out. It had been kicking nonstop.

At first, every kick was something joyful and he would call Sebestian every time it happened but right now it felt mostly unpleasant with it kicking right in his...