Kevin: I’ve got baby fever.
Me: (I have gone into instant shock. Mother natured has not yet worked her trickery erasing the feeling of having a freight train run me over for three straight hours…I mean labor.)
Kevin: Why are you looking at me like that?
Me: You have baby fever…baby feeevverr. I still have labor “fever”! (Yes, I did use air quotes…)
Kevin: What? Nooooo…I literally feel like I have a fever from holding Noah. He is like a portable heater.
Me: Thank God. My uterus actually hurt when you said that.