Not to get too graphic here, but I am so happy you may just have to put up with a bit of detail. MY CERVIX IS DILATED. Which means that I will be induced on the 30th of April, officially. Which means there is an end in sight. A light at the end of the tunnel. Ah, certainty. It's a wonderful thing.
On a different note, I've been on bed rest for the past few weeks, and have thus had the privilege of watching lots of tv, and by default, commercials. I love the following:
E-Trade (1 & 2)
Kia (I've done this more than I care to admit)
And I hate the following:
Mighty Putty I think that if I had to interact with this man on a daily basis, I would have to kick him in the shins regaularly. What's with all the shouting?
Trains (!)
On a different note, I've been on bed rest for the past few weeks, and have thus had the privilege of watching lots of tv, and by default, commercials. I love the following:
E-Trade (1 & 2)
Kia (I've done this more than I care to admit)
And I hate the following:
Mighty Putty I think that if I had to interact with this man on a daily basis, I would have to kick him in the shins regaularly. What's with all the shouting?
Trains (!)
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