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Bad News and Doctors

Last night was one of those nights.  I got a text from Lee with not so great news while he was at work.  It was news we knew would be coming but it didn't really make it easier.  Then a text from a friend saying she had been in the hospital the past several days but she didn't want to stress me out so she didn't mention it until she was out.  I told her the stress could have induced labor and she should have told me.  :) 

In five minutes I am heading to what I hope will be my final prenatal appointment.  It is so weird to me to go to my due date.  Both kids came at least a week early.  Clearly this child has other plans.  I really want to go to a party on Saturday.  So I am hoping this little boy can stay put for another 58 hours or so. 

I have lots to write about from this past weekend but I am off to doctor and then work.  


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