I'm done. The spinny sidebar guy may not agree, but I am officially done with this whole pregnant thing. Any ideas on coaxing a reluctant boy to vacate the only home he's ever known would be appreciated.
My only requests, no castor oil...ugh. Been there done that. It works, but it feels like being on the brink of death first. And while I understand that what "gets them in, gets them out", the Computer Guy is less than willing. I believe he once described it as "Attempting to scale Mount Everest naked."
I think I'll just leave you with that lovely mental image. It's a gift from me to you. You're welcome.