Diana went to the gynecologist. Mucus is coming out, but there's lots more things that have to happen. The doctor says to come back next week. The baby is a good size, we want one smaller than William. We got homework. I can't remember any of them except "sex, sex, sex". I think one was to rub castor oil downward on the belly. Some tea to drink also.
William was hard to manage at the doctors. We decided not to go to dinner, and got take out. It's been a difficult night, we're both exhausted. William, perhaps picking up our, or my mood, has been very fussy. He's cute and energetic, and fussy. He had half a banana. He ate some of Diana's food, but didn't want mine. Angie came over and got the school supplies that Diana and Virginia bought for them.
The world is no longer his oyster. It seems that recently it was. But now the balance has shifted from getting mostly what he wants to mostly not getting what he wants.
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