This is going to be a piece of cake, I thought. I mean really, how hard could it be to take one little baby home from the hospital? This thinking was why my husband and I declined my mother’s offer to escort us home from the hospital with our newborn son. After all, we’re both college-educated adults. I was 33 and my husband was 40. We had taken every course we could and … [Read more...]
Motherhood Gave Me My Voice
When I became a mother 15 years ago, I expected some perks with the job. The way a newborn will hold on to your finger when you are feeding her, or the way your two-year-old’s face lights up when you walk into a room. Being the one who gets to hear your son ask God to bless the baby in mommy’s tummy or hear your daughter say I love you for the first time. These … [Read more...]
Third Time’s the Charm
Lying in bed I feel another contraction. The familiar tightening and release. The same contractions I’ve had for the last four months. The contractions that put me on modified bed rest, didn't allow me to drive, and brought me to the hospital two times in just the last few weeks. I’m hoping this is just another false alarm. I have my bag packed, my Norah Jones CD ready, and … [Read more...]
