the birth experience, round two
Our second daughter’s due date was Tuesday, January 17. Naturally, she didn’t decide to show up that day, which was perfectly fine with me, since I wasn’t quite ready for her yet. But by Thursday — my last peaceful day of just hanging around the house with Delphine, making pancakes and having a luxuriously long afternoon nap together — I felt like there was nothing left to do but wait.
And we didn’t have to wait very long. Around midnight that night, as I was getting ready for bed, I realized that the frequent Braxton-Hicks practice contractions I’d been having for weeks, plus the occasional menstrual-like cramp, had been joined by a new sensation: a dull, steady ache across my lower back.
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