Today I go to the Dr. to determine what's going to happen. Part of me says, "Do whatever to get the baby out." The other part, says, "Wow, I haven't done laundry in 5 days and it's all on the couch waiting for me, and I don't have the cosleeper set up, the floors are dirty again."
But then it's time like these that make me think of the women that have gone before us. Women that lived with no electricity and no tv's and cozy warm beds, risked the chance of dying during child birth, made their own bread and hand washed their own families cloths, then I think, "Okay I'm ready and to quite complaining." Alrighty, maybe I can get all that laundry folded before my appointment.
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