…was my due date with Addison. I was huge. Just, in every way huge. But I was happy as a clam, too, and hoping to put off the birth for a few more days. It was Father’s Day, and we were all at my parents’ house. My mom put up the water slide and I climbed up to the top…. then got stuck up there, one leg back and one leg over. We were still deciding what to name the baby, whose gender was unknown.

I was also dilated to 4 and playing a game of chicken with the course I was teaching, which ended on the 22nd. I had no idea who this little person was, or when she was going to come. Our family was almost complete, and I was enjoying every second of my last few days of pregnancy.

More to come…

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