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Today is D - Day. As in Due Day. We are scheduled to have our baby girl today but so far nothing. My wife actually imagined the baby was coming three weeks ago (Hahahahaha, wishful thinking) even though our first son was ten days late. I feel so sorry for her, she's sick of carrying around three basketballs and 40 lbs. on her body. She woke me up at 5 am. a Monday morning when I was going back to work after a vacation. She told me very surely, "I can feel it's going to happen today!" Since then we've had some contractions, thought the water broke, and had severe back pain. We've made a few visits to the hospital to check on things but so far only  false alarms. All those times I was completely prepared but now I need a kick in the butt to get ready. It feels like we ordered a brand new Mac computer and were hoping for early delivery but instead our item was canceled and back ordered another month. Since we're having our second child, talk of the third one is unavoidable. My wife doesn't enjoy pregnancy much, especially not this one, and it seems difficult to convince her of trying for a third child. But I think I've found a secret weapon.

I find it ironic that I want a third child. I was always kind of anti-children and ten years ago me and my wife were not keen on kids. How times change….. Turns out I love kids and my ridiculous patience is well suited to handle the little ones. I've already started thinking about a third child although this might be bad luck since the second is not even born yet and we don't know if she's healthy etc. But it looks like I'm aiming for a larger than normal family, kind of like Genuine who has four small children. He says it's really easy, very little work, and that he has all the free time in the world. Alright, that's not what he's saying but I'm sure he would give his life for any of those little ones.  It seems like one or two kids is no problem. You don't need a large place, can use a normal car, and traveling is manageable. With three kids things get tougher. It's difficult to fit in a standard car, more space is required at home, and traveling demands precise planning. Four kids, everything gets a lot tougher.  My wife is not looking forward to a third child for all those reasons, and many more, but I might have found a way to convince her. I will rely on an essential ingredient for a healthy and happy marriage. A large bribe.

I made the mistake of stopping by the Audi showroom with Sandra a while back to take a look at a new car. My wife has no interest in cars and doesn't pay attention to different models or brands. A great car looks good, drives nicely,  and has a pretty color. Those are her criteria. That's why I was so surprised that she actually paid attention while we were in the showroom. First I thought she had spotted some nice looking Ricky Martin lookalike but she was actually looking at a car. And not just any car. The brand new Audi Q7 (watch out for the fucking annoying music) It's the perfect family sports car. Plenty or room for seven people with bags, sporty, and great looking. It's a huge car but it looks sleek and it's world away from a boring minivan. The price is not minivan style but you only live once.  It comes with different engine alternatives depending on where you live but the top model has a nice 4.2 l V8.  It also comes with a powerful turbo diesel and soon  also a regular V6.  It's a phenomenal car.  It drives like a regular sporty car and not  like a goofy minivan.  Sandra was all excited after seeing this car  so I made her a deal.  A third child and we get a Q7.  The V8 is stupidly expensive here in Sweden, a cool $105 000 but the diesel or a V6 would probably be a better alternative.  Especially with gas being $6 a gallon over here.  I'm fine with our gas prices though, they can raise it to $10 a gallon and I couldn't care less.  It makes people re-evaluate their larger cars and perhaps even the Americans will learn to drive decent cars at some point. 

It looks like their will be no baby on D - Day and the next doctors appointment is on Sandra's birthday.  She will be depressed if our baby girl hasn't arrived by then.  I think I can wear her down eventually and convince her to have another child.  But it would take some time.  We can't possibly get as lucky with our baby girl as with Daniel.  I've never met such a happy, easy going kid in my life.  And he's never sick. It makes me and Sandra look like the best parents in the world.  Are we good parents?  I think so but the best answer to that question would be to ask our children in 15 years or so.  If I fail to convince Sandra of our third child I might have fall back on the Q7 and perhaps throw in a Ricky Martin lookalike as a maid as well:-))

 Have a nice week and keep your fingers crossed for us!

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