That's so RUDE...abaga.

Or, Rutagaba...as in, this is what Starbuck is the size of.

Much like the turnip, I have no clue what a Rutabega is. But, that's what Shaundar has in her guts, right now.



The talk in my house, right now, is around natural child birth and home births.

The hippies in Shaundar's yoga class insipred her to watch a movie called, "The Business of Being Born." The big message was that Hospitals are bad, home births are good.

Anyway, she's been doing some research and we're going to investige this option further.

Me...I really have no opinion. I'm not the one having the baby. If I were, I would say, Knock me out and wake me up when it's over. But, Shaundar is more of a man, than I am...so, if she wants to tough it out, I'm there!

And...maybe I can play Xbox between contractions.

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