At family dinner, i said: “i’m about to give birth…

they get closer together or you start bleeding, go to the ER immediately. Okay, I said. I didn’t call my parents. I didn’t want to ruin the shower. God, even then, I was trying not to be inconvenient.

The shower started at 3 p.m. By 3:30, my mother’s Instagram was full of photos. The venue looked like a fairy tale. Blue and gold balloons, a dessert continue reading …