Me: "I think I had a contraction."
The Targo: "It must have been one of those brazen hicks."
Me: "Who?"
The Targo: "You know, one of the fake contractions."
Me: "Yeah, Braxton Hicks contractions. Goof... But seriously, I sure hate them there brazen hicks contractions."
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I can't believe it's almost Peanut Time!
tick tock tick tock ;)
Hahaha! Some of those hicks can be quite brazen!
Brazen hicks??? Hehehehe, I thought they were only in the 909 area code here in so. cal? Aaah, the Targo.
Almost time!! :) (btw, you look really pregnant from my untrained perspective)
Hey, I'm pretty sure a few of those brazen hicks live in my neighborhood.
It's almost Peanut time!
I can't believe it is almost a REAL hick, not just a brazen hick.
You may not have that baby until I return to full-on computer access on January 7th. I FORBID IT.
Those contractions... very brazen! ;) He's adorable!
Hee hee. The Targo cracks me up. :)
I had Braxton-Hicks from week 20 on. Ouch! Mine were really intense and hurt like the dickens.
But, once realy labour hit, I sure could tell the difference.
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