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So I've been looking through all my mom's, and her family's really old stuff for the past few days..it's really awesome. All of these old pictures, and notes, and yearbooks, and sports stuff...then tonight, we were reading an old baby book, that the hospital gave my grandma when my aunt was born in 1964. It had this article...
You regularly swallow those pills and medicines the doctor wants you to take to build yourself up
You make time for that little daily nap until you are one hundred percent back on your feet
You remember the people who took such good care of you at the hospital with a little card of remembrance
You take Baby to his regular doctor's visits
You put Baby's valuable birth records in a really safe place
You remember that Hubby is still a member of the family
You let Dad pitch in with some of the nursery tasks
You maintain your old outside interests and activities
You fine nough time each day to keep your home neat, tidy and fresh
You still make tasty and appetizing meals for the breadwinner to come home to
You don't let your newly added duties prevent you from careful grooming and dressing
You find time to talk about something else besides baby when friends come to call
You want to have another baby one of these days soon
It gets really good like half way through...so hilarious. Yet...really sad. I can't believe that's not a joke...
So in other news...there is no other news. I want to come home.