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The babies at 19 weeks. The boy at top and girl following. Actually, in utero apparently, she is on the top floor and he is directly below.
M is going to be at 20 weeks tomorrow. We are starting to think we should get the apartment somewhat ready for the babies. It's bizzare for 2.5 years to be prepared for bad news, sometimes tragic news to now talking about paint, kitchen construction, etc.
I must head off to help her bring over laundry to wash. Oh the Sunday fun.
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Hi,
Just randomly came across your blog. Read a few entries. Like the name "eggs in the apple".
Wishing you both all the best and all the strength in the world.
Why does life have to be so damn HARD?
I am going through a hard time myself (when aren't I going through one?) and I always tell myself to straighten up, take a deep breath, and keep at it.
Always look at life as a challenge. Always seek the light at the end of the tunnel. Don't look down. Don't look back. Just go. Just keep pushing. Be a big Mack truck. You will start slowly, but soon, you will gain speed and momentum. Keep at it. Just go. Go. GO. Don't stop. Push. Push hard. Stand straight. Pace yourself. But push. But pace yourself too. Don't get lazy. Breathe deeply. Look forward. Just go. Pound the pavement. swing your arms. Grunt like a weight lifter. stretch. Power. Focus.C'mon you can do it. GO! FIGHT! Kick some butt! Break out! Blossom. Explode. Don't stop. You will make it. You WILL make it. You will MAKE IT. YOU will make it.
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