This time last year J and I were having dinner in an Italian restaurant. He was enjoying his pumpkin soup and I was breathing through quite painful contractions. On our way out, the waiter who was watching me trying to eat, told me I was going to give birth very soon, he could tell.
And... he was wrong. I had another 9 hours to go
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