birth day
remembering 12 things from that day (and the hours surrounding it), 12 months later.
Being sent home from the hospital the prior evening. Yet another sleepless night of contractions. Calling labor & delivery in tears the morning of the 13th, and Jakob and I heading to triage, again, soon after.
My in-laws and parents coming to say hello in triage, before getting admitted. Jakob letting his PhD program advisor know he wouldn’t be making i…
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