It’s been two years.
Two whole years ago, I went into labor in the middle of the night, two weeks before my scheduled date.
Two whole years ago, I went into a hospital and brought a little boy into the world in a more traumatic way than I’d hoped.
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Dear Maxwell,
In one week you’ll be 6 months old. This feels important and big. That’s a half-birthday. Some people — with more energy than me — even celebrate those. Should we get you a cake? You haven’t eaten grown up food yet, but I know you’re going to love cake. I can’t wait to show it to you.
