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[> what number? -- kennedypratt, 02:22:29 01/31/06 Tue [1]

I woke up startled, sitting straight up in bed. Keith�s arm slipped down from across my shoulder where it had been. I took in several deep breaths, telling myself it was just a dream. Keith woke up, �what�s the matter?�

I lay back down, still a little shaken up. �I had this nightmare that you knocked me up in Australia and everyone was telling me how great it was.�

He laughed, �Perhaps you have caught baby fever from Kim.�

�I don�t want to catch baby anything.� I replied.

Things had gone so well the past few months. We had enjoyed watching Kim�s belly get bigger and bigger and Kenny�s fingernails get shorter and shorter. They seemed so happy that it gave me hope. If she could work it out with him, I could at least try to be a good girlfriend. I had just gone to her baby shower the week before. I had picked out a cute baby outfit and a gift card for Kim, but Keith had apparently gone crazy on tour and had bought the baby all kinds of gifts. He seemed so excited about our friends having a baby; it made me kind of nervous.

We snuggled a while longer before he reminded me it was my turn to get coffee.
I moaned, �I don�t want to go by myself. Can�t you come and wait in the car?�
He agreed and we put on our best track pants and sweat shirts. I ordered our usually, a tall hazelnut latte and a grandee special of the day. On my way back to the car I waved at a photographer.
When I got back in the car Keith smiled, �remember after the first time you broke up with me, we ran into each other at Starbucks.�

�Yeah, the first time of many.� I replied.

�I remember trying to hug you and almost crying when you held back.� He said.

I sighed, �Well, I didn�t hold back for long because here we are.�

He rubbed my knee and sipped his coffee.

While we were on the way home my cell phone rang; it was Kim. She was in labor and they were on their way to the hospital. I told them we would come later once they got settled. I really didn�t want to see Kim screaming before the epidural. We waited at home for as long as we could stand before going to the hospital. Kim was comfortable by then but Kenny was a nervous wreck. I chatted with some nurses that I knew while Keith schmoozed with people he knew in the waiting room. After several cups of coffee and several hours later the baby finally made its way out. We went home after congratulating Kenny and waving at the baby through the nursery window.

The next morning we got up early to go back to the hospital. Kim looked amazingly well and Kenny beamed over the baby. Keith held the baby for what seemed like forever. I sat in a chair next to Kim, inquiring about her pain. Suddenly Keith walked over and tried to hand me the baby.

�Here, hold him.� He said.

I leaned back away from the baby, �Um�I don�t know�� I said.

Kim teased, �He won�t bite; he doesn�t have teeth yet.�

�Okay�, I said reluctantly. I took the baby awkwardly in my arms repeating in my mind over and over, �don�t drop Kenny Chesney�s kid; don�t drop Kenny Chesney�s kid.�

The baby looked up at me and made small noises. I guess he was cute, as cute as babies go. I didn�t really see what everyone was in tears about. It was exciting but I felt like I was missing something. I handed the baby back to Kim, �He�s really beautiful.� I said.

Keith had a huge smile on his face, looking at the baby and kept rubbing my shoulder. I waited for something to break this uncomfortable moment. The baby began to fuss and Kim handed him to Kenny, mentioning something about changing his diaper.

I stood up, �Okay, time to go Keith.�

We said our goodbyes and left before the diaper tabs could be pulled.
On the way to the parking garage Keith nudged me, �You are awful squeamish for a nurse.�

�I�m okay with adults; it�s just babies that make me nervous.� I replied.

�Why? They are so cute and cuddly.� He said.

I laughed, �Yeah, they are real cute at 3 in the morning when they smell bad and are screaming. And they are real cute when they are 15 and talk back and steal your car.�

He shook his head, �People manage to survive that you know.�

�I�m not most people, remember?� I replied.

We drove home in silence.

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[> [> I love it -- Chesneygirl73, 08:09:49 01/31/06 Tue [1]

See I told ya he was cute! LOL

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[> Love how some of our conversations come up in these stories! -- Aussie Chick, 00:27:05 02/01/06 Wed [1]

Kids arn't that bad. Really !! I used to think the same way until I was about 28 or so, I guess everyones different! A collegue at work says babies are "Screaming poo factories" which always makes me laugh! She says her dogs are less trouble!

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[> [> babies -- Chesneygirl73, 07:22:09 02/01/06 Wed [1]

My first one had colic, my second one I didn't get to know she spent her week of life in the NICU, my third one was an angel!

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[> [> I don't know? -- Rodeo, 15:37:39 02/01/06 Wed [1]

I dont think I want to have any kids, I'm not sure. I dont really like them, I don't find them very cute, and I dunno babies dont like me but toddlers do. Of course there still might be a glimmer of hope. Ocasionally I find myself thinking that a baby is cute and playing with them, I dunno.

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