soon,” her husband said.

     “Let me know when.”

     Another contraction hit, and she squeezed her husband’s hand.

     “Somebody talk to me.”

     “Do you know the sex of the baby?”

     “We decided not to find out early,” she gritted her teeth in pain.

     “Which do you want?”

     “My mom wants a granddaughter, so we’ll have another girl in the family to pass things down to, like recipes and all,” she breathed heavily.

     “Doing fine, Honey.”

     “How far am I dilated?”

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