I haven't yet spoken to the boy's parents, Trish. Ariani had told some of her firends about this boy chickening out of being a witness, and apparently he's getting loads of grief at school, and is generally being ostracised by all his friends. I suspect he'll come round without any effort from me, if he wants high school to be a pleasant experience. If not, I'll call his parents this weekend. I'd like to give him the chance to come clean on his own, rather than me force him into a corner.
Shell, I'm glad to hear you're getting some sleep. I guess I've been getting cr*p rest, but you've had to put up with the swelling, poor chook. I am so hoping to be the last of us three to go I am so not ready for labour and birth yet!
Mel, I've given up trying to look half decent. I've been living in DH's clothes, and as sloppy as I look, I don't care. He's 6ft 4inches, so it's an understatement to say I look ridiculous in his track pants, but I'm beyond caring what people think of me! Lol! They're lucky I bothered to put anything on!
I am so not ready for labour and birth yet!
Only 19 days until we meet Mel's little William!!
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