There are many things that I remember about the day and the night surrounding the birth of my daughter. I remember that it was raining, a cold, drizzling rain. I remember going to see my OB/GYN for a late afternoon appointment. I remember my feet were swollen up like balloons and that I was wearing these oversized rope sandals because they were only thing comfortable. I remember walking across the cold pavement and not really feeling the cold at all. I remember that the doctor’s office was unusually busy and that every chair held a pregnant woman in varying stages … Continue reading →