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So Jill just called. She's been having contractions all day. She knows Dakota is all the way down in her pelvis and she knows her cervix is softening, so she's good to go. She's ready. She's more than ready. And I think she's pretty motivated to get Dakota here in time for me to meet her. And she's asked me to attend the birth.

So she just called on her cell phone while on her way from her sister's wedding ceremony to the reception. She's hoping the contractions won't fizzle out. But she wants to eat first. I could hear her husband in the background chanting "Prime rib." Nothing like a free meal to get the gastric juices flowing...

Perhaps I should start something that would be difficult for me to get away from. That should pretty much ensure the onset of real labor.