it is 11 pm on Thursday night and i, dear friends, am in labour. i sat through book club as the contractions got more and more…um…noticeable, thinking “nah, i’m making this up.” i have since changed my mind. or, at least, the delusions are now forcing me to stop speaking every few minutes or so and try to find my happy place. my breathing place.
we are off to the hospital…and hopefully, we’ll meet our wee boy soon.

wish us luck. back later. :)