This is just as I remember it. The longest, best day of my life.
After nine months of a spoiled, easy pregnancy, and three lovely baby showers, our due date approached. And we were ready! We had taken Lamaze classes, a baby care class, a breastfeeding class, the hospital tour, and Marco did a “daddy boot camp” class. My due date was July 25, 2013. Kim Kardashian had her baby 5 weeks early, which gave me hope for an early birth. Then my son would be a Cancer like me. Selfish, I know, but don’t we always hope we will share things in common with our children? Then Princess Kate had little Prince George in the middle of July, and I had no signs of labor. Then my co-worker, whose due date was a week after mine, gave birth to her little girl. Still no signs.
But I wasn’t worried. I had the moon on my side. I am pretty convinced a full moon…
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