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Not to complain or anything, but seriously? My joints hurt. My flip-flops hurt (or anyway, my feet hurt when I wear them). My teeth hurt. Various muscle groups have given up completely.
Time to have a baby, don’t you think? If only the baby thought so… ah, well. Surely it can’t be much longer now. SURELY NOT.
I had Miss D. on her due date…but barely! The waiting is torture, isn’t it?
The last few days were interminable for me. What made it worse were the phone calls and IMs and emails asking, “Are you in labor *yet*?” No, but thanks for the reminder.
My son debuted nearly 5 weeks early so I never felt what you’re feeling now. This didn’t matter to those who started asking me if I was having twins at 6 months!
Not much longer. This is true.
Maybe baby’s waiting for Abi’s bday?
Or my eldest son’s on 9/1?
Hey six word sentences on Thursday?!
Isabella was 2 1/2 weeks late so I learnt the ancient tribal birthing baby dance – I can teach it to you