On the night before Max's birth two years ago, Mom and Dad chowed down on Monkey Bread - and the next morning was "go-time"! Last night, Mom decided to break out the box. A few hours later, she started contractions - which went on for almost three hours. We packed our bags at 1am in anticipation of them reaching the golden rule of "5 minutes apart, 1 minute long" before calling it in. At the most, they were 7 minutes apart, 30 seconds long... and then nothing...
Stupid Monkey Bread.
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