She is magic.
Except for this brief moment when I took creepy photos of ourselves in the dark.
Lars, I said, waking him. I think my water just broke.
It’s time to get the nurse. She arrives to check on me and we hear a loud pop and a gush. The doctor is called to come back to the room for the delivery. In the meantime, the nurse suggests that I do a few practice pushes.
Several hours later: our first family photo.
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