We’re getting really close to your arrival now, son, and that means that even though you’ve been a nigh-perpetual topic of conversation for others when they talk to me for many a month now, the topic of you is getting closer and closer to being the only thing most people want talk to me about; “The end of the nigh,” you might say. (Just ignore that if you don’t get it. It’s just me being “witty” . . . but only just.)
This is expected, normal, and doesn’t bother me in the slightest, and I wouldn’t mention it at all if someone hadn’t recently referred to you as “a bundle of joy.”
Now this phrase is also expected, normal, and didn’t bother me in the slightest . . .
But my reaction to it did.
