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"Mother!" Called Rory at 2:45 AM.
"What?" Lorelai asked groggily.
"Natalie won't quit kicking, I'm sore all over, my ancles are the size of Texas, and I want it to stop, NOW!"
"Oo, she's crabby too!" Lorelai quipped.
"Hey, don't even start with me!" Rory said. "How much longer am I gonna be pregnant for?" Lorelai looked at the calender.
"You're due in three weeks." She said.
"Three weeks?!" She cried and flopped back again. "I can't last three more weeks."
"Hey, it's better than nine months." Lorelai said, trying to make her daughter feel better.
"Oh. Great." Rory said dryly.
"Rory, sweetie, it's 3 AM. Mommy doesn't function at 3 AM." Lorelai complained.
"Well Rory doesn't either, but Natalie doesn't seem to mind. I suffer, you suffer." She said.
"Correction, you suffer, I sleep. Good night." She got up and began to walk to the door.
"Mother!" Rory objected.
"Nighty night!" She called out behind her. Rory pouted.
"Mom!"
"Nana can't hear you!" Lorelai called. Rory looked down at her stomach.
"Listen you, I'm trying to sleep." As if on que, Natalie kicked hard. "I'm tired, in pain, fat, and very mean right now. Don't even..." She kicked again. "Natalie Lane, what am I going to do with you?" She asked. Suddenly, she felt warm liquid running down her legs and forming a puddle in her bed beneath her. "Natalie, now look what you made me do! I haven't wet the bed since I was four!" She got up and walked out into the hall to get new sheets.
"What are you doing?" Called Lorelai from her room, half awake.
"Getting sheets."
"You have sheets!"
"New ones!" Rory called.
"Why?" Protested Lorelai.
"Cause the baby made me pee myself." Lorelai laughed, but then suddenly stopped. "Uh oh." She ran out into the hall to Rory who still had liquid running down her legs.
"Honey, you didn't wet yourself, your water just broke."
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"Mother!" Called Rory at 2:45 AM.
"What?" Lorelai asked groggily.
"Natalie won't quit kicking, I'm sore all over, my ancles are the size of Texas, and I want it to stop, NOW!"
"Oo, she's crabby too!" Lorelai quipped.
"Hey, don't even start with me!" Rory said. "How much longer am I gonna be pregnant for?" Lorelai looked at the calender.
"You're due in three weeks." She said.
"Three weeks?!" She cried and flopped back again. "I can't last three more weeks."
"Hey, it's better than nine months." Lorelai said, trying to make her daughter feel better.
"Oh. Great." Rory said dryly.
"Rory, sweetie, it's 3 AM. Mommy doesn't function at 3 AM." Lorelai complained.
"Well Rory doesn't either, but Natalie doesn't seem to mind. I suffer, you suffer." She said.
"Correction, you suffer, I sleep. Good night." She got up and began to walk to the door.
"Mother!" Rory objected.
"Nighty night!" She called out behind her. Rory pouted.
"Mom!"
"Nana can't hear you!" Lorelai called. Rory looked down at her stomach.
"Listen you, I'm trying to sleep." As if on que, Natalie kicked hard. "I'm tired, in pain, fat, and very mean right now. Don't even..." She kicked again. "Natalie Lane, what am I going to do with you?" She asked. Suddenly, she felt warm liquid running down her legs and forming a puddle in her bed beneath her. "Natalie, now look what you made me do! I haven't wet the bed since I was four!" She got up and walked out into the hall to get new sheets.
"What are you doing?" Called Lorelai from her room, half awake.
"Getting sheets."
"You have sheets!"
"New ones!" Rory called.
"Why?" Protested Lorelai.
"Cause the baby made me pee myself." Lorelai laughed, but then suddenly stopped. "Uh oh." She ran out into the hall to Rory who still had liquid running down her legs.
"Honey, you didn't wet yourself, your water just broke."
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