I was knee-deep in Stephen King's latest book (his best in quite a while), and Kate spooked me enough to strip one of my nine mountaineering lives right off my soul.
Then she told me the news.
Contractions. Seven minutes apart. One after the other.
It's now 12:28 a.m. And I think this is it.
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2 comments:
Hey! So exciting. More twins a'coming!
Go getcha sum kiddos!
GL
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