**Mila's POV**
It has been a blissful but annoying couple of weeks. I have tried everything to get my labor going and yet, nothing has happened. I danced all night at the wedding, which caused my ankles to hurt for almost four days straight. Leo was very sweet, giving me foot rubs without me needing to ask. However, the only thing I really needed was our daughter to be born already. Don't get me wrong, I love being pregnant. I love feeling her move, and having this experience all over again, but I miss walking without my ankles getting swollen, I miss having rough s*x with my husband, and I definitely miss having a glass of wine every now and then. Doctor Greene said a glass of red might help me go into labor, but the idea of my baby being born a little tipsy doesn't sit well with me. I'm
