I am grateful for the weekends when Josh drinks a pot of coffee, lets me sleep in and cleans the downstairs. Sleep is a hot comodity in this house before this baby comes.
I would also be remiss this weekend if I didn't thank my parents for creating me as Monday marks 33 years since my mom suffered through "real" labor, with Meg and I (by that, I mean no epidural, she's tougher than I am!). Of course we were perfect children as payback ;) Thanks, Mom, for my belly button:)
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You are welcome, drugs were never even an option,but I would do it all again. Delivery is the easy part.It's the parenting after that challenges .Now about the "perfect" part??;)
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