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I'm sure it's a lovely crowbar. And it was terribly, terribly clever of you to find one and get it all the way inside my pelvis, especially since you're not due to be born for another 4 weeks. But honestly, your popularity would increase astronomically if you could kindly let me sleep for more than an hour at a stretch - I promise it would!

I suspect, you know, that this is a Cunning Plan to make me grateful that you only wake me every 2 or 3 hours after birth, when all you want is to be fed. And it might work. Why don't you hurry up and find out?

     April 2004
Su Mo Tu We Th Fr Sa
             1  2  3
 4  5  6  7  8  9 10
11 12 13 14 15 16 17
18 19 20 21 22 23 24
25 26 27 28 29 30

That's a calendar, baby. Read it carefully. The 22nd is when you're supposed to come out. Now, I won't object in the least if you decide to make it a little earlier - avoid the 1st and the 8th, as we have guests arriving on those days - but if you're late, there will be wigs on the green and blood in the bath.

No more Ms Nice Guy. This uterus is tired.

A.

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Date: 2004-03-25 06:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mactavish.livejournal.com
I'll try not to hope for the 17th, which is my birthday. :)

*ahem*

Date: 2004-03-25 06:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] clanwilliam.livejournal.com
Ailbhe has to attend a wedding on the 17th. She's allowed to go into labour at the reception, but not in the church, because that is Tacky.

Re: *ahem*

Date: 2004-03-25 06:53 am (UTC)
rmc28: Rachel in hockey gear on the frozen fen at Upware, near Cambridge (Default)
From: [personal profile] rmc28
Now there's a thought ...

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Date: 2004-03-25 07:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ljgeoff.livejournal.com
One of my children, I think it was Sam, was fond of digging his toes in between my ribs, for purchase, and then *stretching*. It looked like an alien trying to break through. Ow.

Also, my first was born, two weeks early, the day after my cousin's wedding.

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Date: 2004-03-25 09:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] radegund.livejournal.com
...and it looks so sweet and innocent in the photograph - all serene :-)

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Date: 2004-03-25 12:14 pm (UTC)
nitoda: sparkly running deer, one of which has exploded into stars (Default)
From: [personal profile] nitoda
Hugs offered. The last month is always the worst. Baby has less and less room to move and is trying hard to keep up their exercise routine, meaning Mum has little chance to sleep. And it IS uncomfortable ... one starts to be extremely tired of the whole thing round about now. Maybe it's nature's way of ensuring that we are glad when we go into labour? After all, if the preceeding days were all comfy and wonderful, who would want to go through the trying process of passing this baby into the world at all?
Whenever it happens, I hope it goes well and easily for you. I'm sure you are as prepared as it is possible to be for a first baby. I wish you great joy as you greet your firstborn. It won't be long now. And your life will never be the same again once they arrive. If you can, pamper yourself and make the most of the opportunity to run your own life with little (in comparison) interference from anyone else. It will be at least sixteen years, in all likelihood, before you are as free again.
Mothers are precious. Take care of yourself and allow others to do the same. You deserve it.

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Date: 2004-03-26 01:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] micheinnz.livejournal.com
I once knew a woman who referred to the third trimester as "the last twelve years of her pregnancy". It gets really old, really quickly.

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