I'd been having "different" contractions throughout the day, the day before my due date. Right around bedtime, the pattern became clear and the intensity was such that I finally admitted I was in labor. I told George to snap a few last pregnancy shots and then go to bed to get some rest ahead of the real excitement.
The next night, around the same time, Madeleine was born, and our lives were forever changed. Tomorrow, we celebrate the second birthday of this sweet and nurturing, climbing and fearless, chatty girl. It hardly seems possible that it has been that long...yet that it has only been that long.
