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fleaI am feeling very sorry for myself today. Why am I having another child, again? I am hot, tired, uncomfortable, headachy, sore, creaky, bored and cranky. That's like the evil eight dwarves of pissiness. Nothing is helping, not even a roll of plain chocolate hobnobs and iced coffee.
And it's going to get WORSE before it gets better. Imagine when I actually have a newborn.
And it's going to get WORSE before it gets better. Imagine when I actually have a newborn.