There are things you should never tell a pregnant woman. El Hubbo loves to give me grief over this little pregnancy episode, and given the lack of anything currently going on that merits blog documentation, I'll just tell this little story on myself. While pregnant with Number One Son, I dutifully went to all five thousand doctor visits. At least that is what I think the total came to, I'm really not sure.....I lost count after so many. You see I was carrying an ABNORMALLY large beast in my belly, and I was informed I was "of advanced age", which all resulted in my getting to go to a specialist. You might think telling a pregnant woman she is "of advanced age" would be something your should not say. You would be right, however, that is not what this story is about. All pregnant women get to have the lovely experience of being tested for diabetes. It involves drinking this syruppy orange nasty drink and having your blood drawn. When my nurse told
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