Yup. We're still here. I actually thought things were happening last night. So much so that we called my doctor. She told me to wait it out, until my contractions became more intense. Instead of intensifying, they went away and I went to bed. Needless to say, the poor Targo got NO sleep.
I'm spending the day/evening watching football. Currently, I'm throwing things at my TV and spewing irrational hate at the New England Patriots.
How are you all today?
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Come on Peanut! Come on Chargers!
Um, (shhhhhhhhhh......have sex.) Seriously, that's how Shortman arrived 5 days early.
Targo may like that.
C'mon, Peanut! Come on out on the 22nd (sorry, Mama!).
Listen to Mrs. Hot's advice. I hear it works. Not so much for me with Lovely Daughter, but I have heard it works.
We'll all rooting for you, Marianne!!
Maybe if the Packers lose, Peanut will come!!!!
Ha ha ha, aren't those last days of pregnancy just wonderful? Don't you just love this stuffed turkey feeling? Enjoy though.... some days you'll wish you could shove the baby back for a little quiet time!! I check your blog twice a day to see how you are doing. It's so much easier being a spectator!
yeah, this is my likek 7th time checking the blog today. ::sigh::
'peanut! come out come out wherever you are!'
hehe
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