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Not sure....

Where to start.  I am so frustrated.  Despite me telling somebody at least a dozen times we wouldn't be able to attend a "family event " they text  Lee and asked him.  The event is planned out of state three weeks before my due date.  I won't be able to fly and I can't spend 16 hours in the car.  Plus I am nervous having Lee gone for a whole weekend that close to my due date.  But I didn't plan it and people can be disappointed all they want.

Also I am frustrated with how people think they get an opinion on our lives.  If the baby doesn't come before February 13th I will be inducing.  The reasons are my reasons and others don't get to tell me I am doing the wrong thing because I am doing the best thing for our family.  I know the risks and I am willing to take them.

Oh well complaining over for now.  The pain killers the doctor gave have done wonders.  I was able to attend most of church and today I was able to work a full day with out having to leave due to pain. I was more productive today then I have been in months.


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