when told my due date). Sitting there in the dark next to Nev, who was still sleeping soundly, I tried to convince myself it must be Braxton-Hicks. It couldn't be anything more than false labor. Yes, that had to be it. Working myself up to the conviction that I was right, when another pain came, less than five minutes after the last, stronger than before.
   Now in a panic, I reached over to Nev and began to shake him awake. "Nev! Nev!" Shaking him some more as he mumbled something incomprehensible, "The baby's coming!" Giving him yet another shake I yelled "Nev, damn it, wake up!"
   Rolling over and looking at me, he said, "It's just your imagination, go back to sleep." Promptly rolling back over again.
   Feeling yet anothe...

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