Now let me tell you, I’ve been monitoring the Simpson clan’s Twitter accounts like a mad woman, watching to see if Papa Joe spills that another wondrous K-Fed-esque babe has been born. Come on, you all know that Eric Johnson ain’t working. He isn’t doing anything but rubbing Jessica’s feet and waiting on her hand and foot. I guess if I had the money I’d be hiring my cute little man servant to be at my beck and call if I was raking in the big bucks. At any rate, all Twitter accounts have been quiet on the home front.
But InTouch is hoping they got the “right” scoop.
Here’s what InTouch says about the “alleged” birth:
Jessica Simpson couldn’t be more thrilled to finally welcome her baby girl, Maxwell. But unfortunately for the normally bubbly Fashion Star mentor, in the weeks leading up to the birth, her unbridled joy was cut short by sharp pangs of panic. “The thought of going into labor scared the bejeezus out of her,” a friend tells In Touch of the 31-year-old, who after months of speculation — and In Touch’s exclusive report — confirmed last fall that she was indeed expecting her first child with fiancé Eric Johnson, 32. “She was so anxious, she was even breaking into cold sweats at night.”
So after weeks of worry and many sleepless nights, she ultimately chose to schedule a C section. “She desperately wanted to experience the joy of a natural birth, but decided to go with what made the most sense for her,” the friend reveals.
But apparently that didn’t turn out as planned.
Though she had carefully prepared for a typically unpredictable labor — with a doctor on call 24/7, a live-in nurse at her Beverly Hills mansion and a $500,000 birthing suite reserved at LA’s elite Cedars-Sinai Medical Center — Jessica was so fearful about the physical agony of a natural birth, she dropped all her meticulous plans in lieu of the major surgery. “Jessica has no tolerance for pain,” the friend admits.“ She even turned to hypnotherapy to calm her fears about it, but nothing was working.”
I can just see this girl freaking out, huffing, puffing and being all sorts of cray cray. Granted, pushing out a baby is a big effing deal and it hurts! I just hope Eric was able to pop a Xanax before having to deal with Jess and her chicken of the sea attitude!
We have yet to hear whether this report is accurate or not.