This time last year, the Stanley Cup playoffs were over (in 6 games, thank you) and Audrey and I were walking up and down Oakwood Street, stopping every 50 - 100 yards for contractions where she would lean against me and breathe deeply for about 60-90 seconds. Then we would continue. Now, we are watching the Daily Show and taking turns checking on the monster.
Hopefully, this night, unlike one year ago, will yield some sleep.
