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So where is all this "instant mommy" knowledge I should have been given when I pushed Rhiannon out? Someone forgot to upgrade my brain. I'm finding that I do not know how long boiled eggs can be kept in the fridge nor do I know who should get the toy that they are both fighting over like cats. And when in hell am I going to grow those eyes in the back of my head, they would come in really handy right about now. I think someone at the hospital must have screwed up. Hmph.

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Apparently Rhiannon has heard Tomas beg for sex one too many times and now gets into moods where she runs around squealing "Seeeeeeeeexxxxxxxxxx" over and over again. *shakes head* I can just see her going to church with my mom in a couple of weeks and doing this. That ought to be hilarious.