Tonight is a full moon. The April moon, the moon of our baby. They say that a baby can be pulled out by the tidal force of the moon. The moon, the giver of months, the pull and push of tides. I’m drawn to ecosystems that live and thrive in this place of constant change. I think of this little unborn girl inside Amanda‘s belly and wonder if she feels that distant pull of the moon. I wonder if the tide will pull to her the way it has pulled to me. I wonder if the amniotic sac pulls to the moon. Could be tonight that Amanda‘s water breaks; the pull of the moon too much to resist.