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My fiance is 38 weeks pregnant, and due to her blood pressure being high, her platlettes low, and some other stuff I don't understand, she was induced yesterday morning. Then again yesterday afternoon. And this morning, and now due to my kids complete lack of any get up and go, will be tommorow. So I've been on tenderhooks (actually fucking terrified would be closer to the truth)) for two, three days now. Am terrified that not only will I be useless in the delivery room, but also for the eighteen years after.
Saying that, the way she's been taking it all in her stride, I figure she'll pull up the average score for this parenting group. |
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