If anyone has a clue, please let us know! Maybe it was too cold outside. Maybe he wants to be really fat and plump before his entry. Maybe he likes the sound of my heartbeat. Whatever the reason, he is going to be a fully baked baby, just like his brother. I'm still hopeful I can beat my previous labor record of 2 hours, 15 minutes. I pray that when I go to my appointment today I'm at least 3 cm. I've got a lunch date with spicy latina food, and it's a beautiful day to go for a LONG walk. Since I was up basically all night long, I should take a nap at some point. And another thing, I'm pretty sure I'm turning into my husband! It all started when I had the urge to purchase not one, not two, but 3 packs of cookies at the Rite Aid. The next week this was followed by 2 packs of Oreos and Cherry Garcia ice cream. Now, if you know me, you would know that I would not be caught red-handed with that stuff in my presence let alone in my mouth! I thought maybe I was just getting soft and getting them for the boys, but I found myself chomping on Oreos and delighting in the cute 200 cal Ben&Jerry ice cream tubs. Even Akil is wondering what has gotten into me. Last night I'm picking off chicken from the whole carcass (a practice generally undertaken by Dr. Gordon much to my dismay) wondering 'why can't I stop?'. Now I'll know I've been possessed if I start playing Mafia Wars. I'm a little worried since I've been letting Avi play video games after school, and have not experienced my usual complete lack of interest. I also think I felt a little TOO excited when we went to Best Buy the other day and he got me a GPS (how did I ever live without that thing?). This is bizarre and the only explanation is the 23 foreign genes that are currently being expressed and perhaps backwashed into my bloodstream!!
Help!!!!
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