I remember one Mothers day when I was Pregnant with my last child, my baby cried a lot that day, my 2 older children fought all day. My husband decided the best thing for me would be to take us all out for a ride. well the kids were still fighting only in close quarters and we were on our way back from our ride home a big wood bee flew in the window and stung me right between my boobs. By the time we got home it looked like I had 3. Well I took some benadryl and went to bed. Now when I think about it I laugh but that day I wasn't. I promised to never say what else could go wrong. Now when I hear someone say that I cringe thinking don't say that or you might find out.

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sassy78
May. 16, 2009 at 5:46 PM

I had moved to IL by the time that happened didn't I?

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