I'm trying to resuscitate veenven, now that I have a magazine job, flexi hours, a nanny and a little bit of a rare thing called time. In honour of this attempt, I have been given permission to announce that basrya's getting MARRIED!
When the Ob-gyn said, "It's a baby girl", I thought the anesthetia was giving me hallucinations. Everyone, as in EVERYONE predicted a boy and we had sort of resigned to that in the last few months, so we were beyond joyous when it turned out to be a girl
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The updated update is that I check into the hospital on Friday and after many hours of painful hell, will hopefully have the baby sometime over the weekend. To say its beyond terrifying would be the understatement of the last several millenia (milleniums
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1. I survived the flood. Stayed back in office the first night. Took 6 hours to reach home the next day, of which about 1 hour 40 minutes involved walking in the darkness of the second evening. It would have been longer, but I stuck out my stomach and appealed to random strangers' sympathy. Anxious about each other, P (who waded through chest deep
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