Up until last night I thought that could be no task more tiring than childbirth.
That was until I hosted a sleepover that included six little boys.
If only I could've had a shot of Stadol and an epidural.
I'll write more details when I recover.
I was born a semi-diva. I married a redneck. Through the magic of osmosis or just because of a serious lack of sophistication over the years I have found a balance of the two that make me who I am today. And then I write about it all, much to the chagrin of my mother.
Saturday, November 19, 2005
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Can't wait to hear this one!
Ok, so I am dying to know why hosting six little men is harder than their female counterparts.
It's research, you know. In case Bayou's biological clock ever starts ticking. Heh. Of course, Jennifer Beals just had her 1st kid at FORTY ONE. Anyway... details once you've recovered, please!
~Lachlan
wow, you earned a good rest.
Oh Now Diva! You know you had a good time. You only looked slightly haggared Saturday morning. My kid had a good time.
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