Then I come home, with a new baby.
This time around we skipped the hospital and went to a hotel instead. Traded the labor for dancing, added a little vodka to the cranberry juice. It was fun, and exciting, and as usual, sleep was scarce. The next day was painful, and unfortunately there was some vomiting.
Will I ever do this again? I doubt it, but we'll see. Ask me again in fall of 2010.
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You naughty naughty girl! ;)
p.s. still waiting for your 'tagged' list...
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