(Jade)
It started at two in the morning.
I had been awake anyway. Sleep had been difficult for weeks, the baby too large and too present for my body to find a comfortable position, and I had been lying on my side in Tasha's guest room staring at the wall when the first contraction came.
Not the practice ones I had been having for the last two weeks.
This was different.
I lay there for a moment and waited and when the second one came twelve minutes later I knew.
I got up carefully and went to Tasha's door and knocked.
She opened it faster than someone who had been asleep should have been able to.
"It's time," I said.
She was already moving.
Within fifteen minutes she had her keys, my hospital bag that had been packed and sitting by the guest room door for the last three weeks, and
