As my dear friend Judi labors on this evening, trying to push out the miracle of life for the second time, I am reminded of my own right of passage into the club of motherhood. I recall the early labor contractions that woke me up at 4 AM or so (I’m not 100% sure what time it was, but it was definitely still dark out). It would not be until 10 PM that Saturday night that we headed to the hospital. Continue reading Labor of love→
A very long time ago, while getting out off the train station in Park slope, Brooklyn one evening, a young girl approached me and asked if I was the b#@*!# who was sleeping with her boyfriend. Continue reading Self Defense Classes…→
When I was nine months pregnant with you, we were living in a cute apartment in Sunnyside, NY. I was working full time and decided to work until the week before you were due. Continue reading Momma Bear (Unleashed)→