Memory triggers

I laugh out loud most times when I drive past the corner of 83 and St Charles Rd in Elmhurst. Nearly 4 years ago I nearly gave birth there, and it's so funny now. It wasn't then, though.

Labor with Boo took forever, so I kept thinking it was too early to go to the hospital when in labor with Nea. Well, eventually when I first pushed at home in the back stairwell, we realized that maybe we should have left earlier. So, no, I'm not kidding about nearly giving birth at the side of the road. The doctor told me later that that noise I was making when I was being wheeled into the maternity ward is called a "precipitous scream." No need to feel embarrassed. It's instinctual.