Birth Story: Remembering the exact moment it began

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Like most everyone who’s ever given birth, I remember exactly when it started. It was around 4 am on a cold, winter Wednesday morning. Lying in bed in the darkness, trying to decide if “this” was “it.”

Nothing else existed, and I relished in the moment. In a secret knowing between baby and me, that -for now- was only ours to hold.