And the pull of the moon will be shared by you and the ocean and the minds of wild things.
— from The Pull of the Moon, by Elizabeth Berg
I knew my girl would make her way into the world during a full moon. I don’t know why, but I did. At 12:05 a.m. on Sunday morning, the day the full moon would rise, I had my first contraction. By the time the moon was high in the night sky, we were on our way to the hospital. I labored overnight while the moon shined outside the window, and Margaret Diane was born at 10:28 a.m. on Monday, November 18th.