The day before Alex gave birth to Page, I dragged her off the couch for a hike on the Toyon Trail in the Portola Valley hills. One of my favourite photos is from that hike with Alex grinning as she crosses one of the trail’s bridges.
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Today, after Alex picked up her delinquent husband from the airport we hiked to the same bridge to see whether we could get the baby moving.
Will the full moon dictate our new birth date? Or will it be the Toyon trail hike? Don’t run away!
Poor baby!
If that walk doesn’t do it, nothing will.