As I vaguely remember from my days as one gainfully employed, getting called into work is no fun, in fact, it is enough to ruin your day. At the very least, it doesn’t bring out the best in you. That sums up the scenario with my delivery nurse, Cheryl. You see, when I was in […]
Labour Stories – Part Two, The Hospital
September 12, 2009 by 1 Comment
I fully support women who choose to give birth in places other than a hospital – their own homes, a birthing centre, or, in the case of an amazing You Tube video I saw, the Mediterranean Sea. A Russian woman traveled to Israel to give birth in the Mediterranean and it was astonishingly beautiful, the […]
Labour Day and Labour Stories – Part One
September 7, 2009 by 3 Comments
Jake’s fourth birthday is less than two weeks away, which has had me reminiscing about, appropriately enough, his birth. I LOVE birth stories, labour stories, pregnancy stories. I love hearing about them. If you want to share, I promise to be a rapt audience. I love the ordinary run-of-the-mill birth stories, the grisly birth stories, […]
March 23
March 23, 2009 by Leave a Comment
I remember my pregnancy with Mark so well. I walked around in a constant state of ecstasy mixed with anxiety – I was so happy to be pregnant, but also so worried that something was going to go wrong or that I would do something wrong. That feeling was not helped out by the many […]
Party Week
March 18, 2009 by Leave a Comment
With all my romantic mushiness leading up to my seven year itch, I neglected to report on the status of the superhero party. I had a few misgivings the night before the party – I was a little concerned since we had a few, how shall I put this, different personality types attending – but […]
