Back labor.
Oh, that.
Ick.
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Back labor.
Oh, that.
Ick.
I just went and saw my friend J in the hospital. I've never been on that side of a visit before. I had no idea how exhausting it is.
To get a decent place in this city, one we'd want to live in for the duration, we'd need at least $65,000 to put *down*.
(Which, really, if we actually do have at least $40k in equity right now, isn't outside of possible, assuming I'm able to find work post-baby.)
I could almost certainly spend $80,000 on a parking place.
CRAP CRAP CRAP.
Anyone have any really good suggestions for taxes? Cause I just did mine and seem to owe $2400. I went over it a couple times and it still adds up like that. FUCK.
I think if you're that much at risk, get thee to H&R Block or best equivalent.
tax accoutant - or do as ita said.
Nonian- hugs to your friend and her DH - that is just a crazy difficult thing for both of them - and thier daughter.
When we had our birthing classes, the nurse described her three labors (all natural). The back labor sounded really painful.It's a bitch. One of the pesky things about it too (in my experience, at least) is that the nurses monitoring your progress don't seem to think you're as far along in labor as you actually are. I stunned my nurses in all three deliveries.
Plei, for what it's worth, nobody ever mentioned my placenta being up front (and I would think they would, yes?), and I had back labor, exclusively.
I've never heard of that before; I do know back labor is more common if the baby's face is anterior.
One of the reasons they were surprised Annabel was sunny side up was that I never had back labor.Fwiw, my kids were all face down, despite all my back labor.
I never bothered to look to see if O came out right side-up. I was getting a bigger kick watching my twin sister's eyes turn into dinner plates. And worrying if Christopher was ever going to breath again.
Blessed epidural.
Well, I couldn't have looked if I'd wanted to. I only know because they said, "Oh, THAT'S why she was stuck."