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The current occupants of my living room:
Three sleeping cats, only one of which is mine.
One sleeping dog.
One fish.
Me and my bump.
Getting crowded in here!
Hubby was out driving and wheel-span slightly on a wet corner. The police stopped him (even though he wasn't going fast) and he had to explain he was out getting cheese and crackers for his pregnant wife. LOL.
I keep trying to reply to comments on my last post, but I keep getting a 'talk id' error. Weird.
I should be in bed, but lying down is too uncomfortable.
Why is it that despite having about 120 icons, I can never find one I actually want to use? Most annoying.
Three sleeping cats, only one of which is mine.
One sleeping dog.
One fish.
Me and my bump.
Getting crowded in here!
Hubby was out driving and wheel-span slightly on a wet corner. The police stopped him (even though he wasn't going fast) and he had to explain he was out getting cheese and crackers for his pregnant wife. LOL.
I keep trying to reply to comments on my last post, but I keep getting a 'talk id' error. Weird.
I should be in bed, but lying down is too uncomfortable.
Why is it that despite having about 120 icons, I can never find one I actually want to use? Most annoying.
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Date: 2008-01-14 09:36 pm (UTC)From:Hang in there. My program manager had her baby a month ago. She was 2 weeks late. Her induction was set for the monday, and the baby was born saturday night. Sometimes your body just needs that extra threat, I guess. But I completely remember the stress of waiting. I was so ready when my son finally arrived.