Category: Baby Girl

Homecoming Queen

John used to tell me in college that I shouldn’t worry if I lost him at a party or if we were not that attached-at-the-hip (or his hip to my elbow as our height differential would have it) couple, because “you know you’re always gonna go home with the prom king.” I guess that makes […]

A Baby Story, not brought to you by TLC

First, the floodgates The day before the floodgates opened, I woke up and did yoga. I showered and proceeded to jump my husband John in bed before work. By the time I arrived at workplace, I could feel a heavier set of contractions beginning. Was it the yoga? The sex? Maybe it was the oatmeal. […]