The wonder fades into normalcy, but every so often it reappears. When I see you interact with the world or when you reach over and touch my hand and look at me and smile, I’m reminded of that impossible feeling from when you were born. But you’re real, you’re here.
William is Born!
It was 2 in the morning and Bethie’s contractions were suddenly much stronger than they had been. I sleepily grabbed my phone and opened the timer app I had downloaded. 8 minutes apart. 12 minutes apart. 4 minutes apart. They were sporadic so she wasn’t in labor yet, but it was definitely a good sign that things were starting.