She's in labor

My dear, very pregnant, friend Cherish I haven't got much time to hang out with lately. We've been traveling. They've been sick. Or our schedules just clash in a way it doesn't work out. It's been this way for the past few weeks. Her due date getting nearer and nearer. Every chance to spend with them that we miss I fear will be our last chance before the baby is born. Our last chance to spend with them before a new baby consumes their time. Our last chance without the cooos of a baby in the background. Our last chance before Cherish dissapears during a game or a movie to nurse the baby. Friday night we finally got to hang out. There was pizza, beer (for the guys), games, soda, homemade brownies, tea, new pipe tabbaco.... It was like a party just for us. We didn't leave their home until 1am. Left their house intending to come back the next day and play more games. I felt sad leaving, feeling like this was the last chance. Sure enough all day Saturday we were waiting around for an invite to come back over and play more games. The invite never came. Once again things happened that made hanging out with our best friends not possible. And then this morning we hear "Getting ready to have a baby at our house!". She's officially in labor now. Our postponed game day won't happen. Wonder if he'll still preach today. Wonder if she'll have the baby today and we'll get an invite to come over. I doubt there will be any invites to keep company during labor. Her house will be full today with the midwife, her helper, her parents, and his mom. For the next couple of weeks every time we see them, there is bound to be others seeing them too. I miss my friend! And... Well you know... I'm not really looking forward to the new baby around. All the emotions involved with that. I hope it's a girl. A sister so close to Ellie's age would be nice. Cherish keeps thinking it's a boy cause her pregnancy is so different, and I kinda want her to be wrong because she assumes such.It'll be easier her, all of Ellie's hand-me-downs. They can share a room for longer. And I'll still have the chance to have a boy before her.... Bleh infertile life stinks. I wonder what they'll name the baby....