Banana Pop!

My master bathroom was not made for a pregnant woman.  It has an over sized jetted tub that takes too long to fill up and twice as long to try to keep warm.  My bathroom also includes a great stand up shower but I soon found out that shaving my legs is a bit difficult with a 7lb basketball jutting out from my stomach.  I need a ledge to prop my leg up on.  So....every couple of days I transfer over to our guest bathroom, which is equipped with  a standard size bathtub/shower, to accomplish the artful task of shaving my legs.

The other day I was showering in the guest bathroom when I realized that I didn't have my razor.    Knowing that Justin was in the kitchen I yelled his name and giving him a couple of minutes just in case he was on the phone.  Five minutes lapsed and Justin had yet to materialize so I thought to myself, "he must not have heard me, he is across the house."  I took a deep breath and yelled his name again.  A few seconds later Justin, wide-eyed, appeared at the bathroom door.

"What is it babe?" he asks.

Looking at him shamelessly I say, "Were you on the phone?"

"Yeah"

"You got off the phone for me?"

"Well, yeah....you screamed my name.  What is it?"  Let me point out that he says scream and I say "yelled".  I believe there is a difference.

"I need my razor," I exclaim with one of my 'please don't be mad at me' smiles.

"Babe, you can't scream my name at this point in the game.  I thought something had happened" he says as he walks away to retrieve my razor.  At 37 weeks pregnant, he's right, anything can happen.  Perhaps yelling his name was not the smartest idea.

When my wonderfully, understanding husband returns with my razor I say to him, "maybe we need a code word I can use when I call your name when something does occur concerning the baby."

To this he states without even thinking, "Banana Pop!"

"Banana Pop?"

Nodding his head, "Banana Pop!"

Well, that was that.  When my water breaks while in the grocery store I will be anxiously yelling "Justin? Banana Pop!"  I have to admit it is a funny code word but I like it because it is uniquely our own.  A great funny story to pass down to our son.  I like it...."Banana Pop!"

I giggle at Justin as he walks away, leaving me to my legs.  The only thing I can think of now are those delicious banana milkshakes I drank twice a day during our honeymoon in Thailand.  Mmmm.....how good would a banana milkshake be right about now?