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My husband, Brian Cooper, went out for a run and left his phone on the nightstand. The screen lit up. [Honey, I'm having a rough time with morning sickness. When are you coming to keep me company?] It was from "Client Amanda Shaw" in his contacts. I stared at the message for three seconds, then replied for him with an eight-word answer. [Stop running. Come to my place for dinner.] Then I sent her the address. Right after that, I called Susan Cooper, my mother-in-law. "Susan, Come over. You're going to be a grandma. We're having a big dinner to celebrate tonight."