But I guess that shouldn't really surprise me, I mean, look at his parents, after all. I asked the Nesties to sign a petition for me to convince Charlie that we needed to get Mexican for dinner last night, in hopes that it would bring on labor. It didn't.
I'm at the end of my list of Old Wives' Tales that I'm willing to try. I had the spicy food, Mexican food, bounced on my yoga ball, walked myself to death, went through a full moon, and a few other things that I'm not going to share with you, but none of them work for me. I have an appointment tomorrow morning, so we'll make our plan then.
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