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Read the post I just wrote 10 minutes ago, if the title of this post is strange to you.

Update from Wes at 6:37PM:

It turns out that the midwives decided to administer Cervidil earlier today, and they wanted to give it 7 hours to work.  After 7 hours, they have concluded that the Cervidil did nothing. Good times, eh? The not-so-bad part is that Bri has not been in terrible pain from contractions.  She had to breathe through them but only described them as a 3 on the pain scale.  Anyway, a doctor is coming in within the hour to do a c-section. The end of the waiting is near.  Hoorah! Wes said he’d call after TK is born.

(In other news, Wes told me that Wes and Bri’s car has been declared totaled (because of the flooding).  They will receive whatever the car is worth, but they now have to buy a new car – not good.  Is it me, or is there a theme of newness in their lives lately?  Newness and all of the stress that comes with it, unfortunately. How will little TK score a ride home now?)