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When The Sun Rises in the Morning / When the long night turns to morning, there is a sense of dread, defeat. "Why isn't my baby here, yet?" She says. "They are on their way," the team responds. But, we don't really know when. There is no way to really reassure her that her labor is almost over. All we can do is hold that space of desperation, with love.