The day that she went into labor began just as any other. She was feeling ill – though she was well over her symptoms of morning sickness – and laid in bed as I carried out my routine: shower for seven minutes, don't forget to wash behind ears, towel off and shake hair dry, pick out the most comfortable yet still clean set of robes available, eat two muffins (one with blueberries, one without) and have a glass of milk filled three-quarters of the way up along side. Skip brushing teeth because it always tastes weird with milk. Written in response to Aisu Hoshino's Birthday Challenge.