Easter Sunday. We headed out to the dog park this morning bright and early, and Emma started having contractions. Pretty irregular right now, but steadier and more numerous than ever. They're ranging from 3 to 11 minutes apart, and we think there's a pretty good chance we could be in the hospital later today. The minute I say that, of course, she'll decide to stay in there out of spite. But stay tuned, it has to be sooner than later now.
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