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Personal Narrative: My Experience Of Going Into Labor
By 5 AM, I began feeling more tightening of my abdomen, in addition to period like cramps that would come and go. Curiously, I decided to start timing them, but noticed they weren't consistent. For this reason, I decided not to tell Chris I was possibly going into labor after he woke up for work at 6AM; trying to avoid him becoming disappointed if I truly wasn't going into labor. Obviously, I wasn't fully
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