Before the procedure, I was focused on relaxing. But Peter was staring at the sonogram screen thinking: Oh, my gosh, there are three heartbeats. I can't believe we're about to make two disappear.
I recognize that he was ultimately supportive of her, and I'm not calling him a saint. I'm just saying that at least he wanted them. A lot of guys don't want them, and demand their girlfriends abort.
When a donkey (liberal male) flies, you don't blame him for not staying up that long.
Yes, her depiction of him is somewhat conflicted, but he is ultimately extremely weak. I agree with you there.
Doesn't sound like much of an appeal to me.
Sounds along the lines of, "Oh, my gosh, I can't believe I finished the large General Tso's Chicken and an Egg Roll in one sitting."
And my instinct was the reason the doctor kicked him out was that he sensed his ambivalence. But that's just a hunch.