There is a park across the street from where we live, and we take the
dog* there on a regular basis to play with her dog friends.
One of the humans I see every other week or so is a petite Southern
woman with a beautiful and pronounced drawl. She's an experienced
ultrasound technician and has observed me through the last few months.
She knows my Sept. 25th due date.
Today I saw her for the first time in about a week and a half. As the
dogs bounded up to each other, she looked at me, stopped, and grinned.
"Ain't no way you lastin', girl! Ain't no way!"
She pursed her lips and clucked.
"That boy, he comin' down!"
* It now occurs to me that I have not mentioned the addition of the
Puppy, otherwise known as the Little Red Wiggly Bundle of Love. The
Puppy joined us in early April. As somewhat nutty animal people, we
adore her, much to the disgust of the cats. The cats, however, have
trained the Puppy efficiently, and they get along quite well.
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How are you going to let us know when the baby comes?!? I think you need to give your husband strict orders to post info asap! You know, the usual -- length, weight, health, your health, the fact that there were no complications, you know!).
Keeping you in my prayers (well, *my* version of prayer, any way).
Denise
Less than one month to a baby? Talk about "to change or alter greatly."
Thanks. :)
You will all be updated, no worries.
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