My Labour Story
Libby kindly called the anesthetist, a South African man called Bruce with a soothing ABC radio voice. I liked Bruce. Partly because of his soothing radio voice and partly because his name was Bruce, but mainly because he had drugs.
Motherhood
The Road to Motherhood
As I write this, I am 40 weeks and 2 days pregnant. I sit swollen and nauseous on the couch in my husband’s underwear (I swear I grew out of mine overnight) hoping and praying for my waters to break. A few hours ago, I was at the hospital having a membrane sweep – more …