Soren T. Johnson
The psalm for the day of your birth: Let all the earth cry out to God with joy (66:1).
8:00 AM, Wednesday, April 25
The contractions have kept sleep at bay for yet another night. Ever and I time them at four minutes and decide to repack the bags for our third trip to the hospital in the past month. Berend is due on Monday, but already tops nine pounds. When he decides to drop, he will fall fast. Ever is calm, gracious.
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