Strangely enough, I almost missed the birth of my three year old daughter. I have never written much for popularity or trends; this one is no exception. My girlfriend and I had been separated most of her pregnancy. I stabilized the last three months and was able to travel the 50 miles as often as needed to be there for the birth.
The night before she went into labor, that morning, she acted crazier than usual--passive aggressive, and cruel biting remarks. Finally, she just came out with it, "I looked at your phone while you were sleeping, and you have been watching ****. I'm taking you back to Mason City and you can just miss the birth of your daughter.
Luckily, we only made it a few blocks before she went in to labor. But, she hasn't let me live it down. And I hoped like hell, as I looked down at my little angel, I sure the **** hope that she never becomes a **** star.