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I am now in that awkward position where I am having stonger contractions, and they are more frequent and regular and are growing increasingly uncomfortable, BUT I still have no idea if I am going into labor, because they aren't frequent, regular, long, or uncomfortable enough. UGH.

Oh well, if I'm not in labor, induction has been scheduled for Wednesday, assuming I don't get bumped by the hospital.

Is it normal that the impending arrival of the Chicklet is kind of freaking me out?

Long time, no post.
 

Um, that's the grocery money. He works for the government and I'm unemployed, remember?

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I would worry if it didn't.

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The Chicklet arrived before the scheduled induction via forceps and a 4th degree episiotomy (she was facing the wrong way, which wasn't discovered until after 2 hours of pushing). I know this discussion is old hat, but thank goodness for epidurals. And percocet.

As soon as I can get around to it, I'll change my avatar.

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Welcome to the world, chicklet!

And SEC Chick, congratulations, rest up, and don't forget what I told you about the Percocet. (Prune juice.)

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Congratulations and I'm sorry! Looking foward to new avatar.

tm

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Congrats!!! Stats?!? Rest up and remember that greeting people in your jammies drills in to them that a) you are recuperating, so don't even think about commenting on the clutter and therefore b) thanks for the gift/card/flowers, but please get out.

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Congratulations. Are you gonna keep it?

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She's definitely a keeper. As for the stats, she was 7 lbs, 13 oz, and 19.75 inches.

And, as promised, here's the new avatar.

ETA: Perhaps I should rethink some of the info that goes below the avatar, as it doesn't really seem appropriate now...

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Seems perfect, actually (the T-Rex part, anyway).

What a beautiful little kid. Congratulations.

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Cute!!! And I think it's perfectly fitting....especially for when she gets teeth. Ouch.

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Darling. She is hereby on Thor's Approved to Date list. :)

tm

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She's gorgeous. But what good are the stats without the head circumference? Everybody always wants to know that one!

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Oh, I wouldn't rush to judgment on that just yet. You'll find out soon enough whether or not she's usually found in a pool of her own vomit.

A short epistle on clean, unadulterated hate.
 

If I have to attend one more birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese, I may lose it.

The combination of mediocre food, crowded conditions, 200-odd screaming kids, blaring music, depressing TV programming, dispirited employees, asinine videogames played for cheap "prizes", all offered as part of an elaborate homage to an oversized rat, inspires the same soul-crushing sadness as children's beauty pageants and the presence of near-beer at a baseball stadium. Its closed system, casino-style form of entertainment precludes even a basic update on NCAA tournament games, damn them.

If subjected to its pain once more, I may well follow through on my plan (hatched earlier today) to take Mr. Cheese hostage during his floor show, hold the employees at bay with a wielded pitcher of super-saturated lemonade and as punishment force them to eat the food they've prepared. Then I shall set fire to the several broken arcade games, watch the franchise burn to the ground, and make my escape in the resulting confusion.

Caught and captured for criminality? Hardly. I suspect that my fellow inmates will be encouraged by my show of defiance, and perhaps even assist in our efforts to escape.

Carry on.