In 100 days...I will meet the newest addition to the family. Ha ha. I'm laughing because it isn't that easy. It's not like Paysie will decide in 100 days that it's time to get out of her cozy little cocoon. If she's anything like her brothers...she will wait and wait and wait...driving her mommy crazy with contractions, little sleep, and kicks that used to be cute to feel.
I predict in 110 days...yes, that means 10 days late...that she will arrive.
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I'm so nervous about Hannah arriving late also. I'm not sure I'll be able to take the heat. I just may move in to Food City in the frozen foods aisle, it feels so nice and cool and there.
Ang, you are weird. It will be a breeze for you. Of course, if you expect the worst, you won't be disappointed. I love you.
Angela, we'll be bloated and swollen together while we die like beached whales that have washed up on the beach.
I can't tell you how excited I was when I read that you were having a girl! I am so happy for you.
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