It was 10 pm on Labor Day last year that I went to bed fully expecting to go to work the next day and disappointed that my due date had come and gone without any sign of a baby. Two hours later I woke up in discomfort which I soon realized was the start of contractions! By 7 am they were 5 min apart and we headed to the hospital. Even after 9 months of pregnancy it was hard to believe the time had come. Emerson was born at 9:49 am barely giving us enough time to get checked in. Funny how I’ve felt rushed ever since!