Just Crunch the Numbers Again

I swear, sometimes the conversations between Chris and I are like a scene from The Office. 

Crunch.

(Please refer back to the previous post to understand the following)  

Earlier tonight, I head upstairs for a nice shower. Afterward, I sit on the bed and begin combing through my wet hair.  Chris enters the room, face gleaming with excitement. 

"So.....? How are you feeling?" (Grin gets bigger)

"Um... fine."

"Ya, but how are you... you know... feeling?"

"I AM FINE!"

"Is the baby getting any lower? Any back pain? Is he crowning?" (He was mostly kidding with the last one)

"NO! I haven't had any labor progress since my shower."

"Hmmm.... Can you check again?"