By Mary Rarick

The only thing that went as planned on Tuesday June 12th was the pancake breakfast at Village Inn. I ate a short stack with butter and maple syrup, relishing every bite.

As I headed home to enjoy the rest of my day off, I looked forward to house hunting with my father-in-law followed by lunch with Cory.

My pregnancy had been uneventful. So I naively expected my labor and delivery to follow suit.

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