Four years ago today, a tiny baby boy with an incongruously long name made me a mommy.
I had a tough first labor. By some people’s standards it might have been easy and by some it might have been terrible. No one’s life was ever in danger, as far as I know. We all came out on the other side healthy. It seemed neither of us were happy, but at least we
I was talking with a colleague of mine the other day who is eight and half months pregnant with her first child and the conversation ran the gamut. We were talking about how excited she is to become a mother but also how scared she is of the whole actual labor process and how her
Ladies, I am officially a mommy. After 40 weeks of pregnancy I finally gave birth to our son Maximus David and it is amazing. We were team green so it was so exciting in the labor room on his birthday. So this is the reason why I must apologize for being such a horrible blogger…