Sitting in Arnies. Contractions five minutes apart. Forty-five seconds long. Will the meal be interrupted by a trip to the hospital? No. Jen and I finished our "last-date-before-Sam-is-born" food and headed over to the mall for a stroll. Alarm bells are sounding but the car's still in the garage.
There was reason to believe "it" might be happening. I am dilated to 4 cm and 80% effaced. But I was glad to have the night out with my husband!
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