Chronic Mama Column

My mother has told me the story of my birth ever since I was a young girl. Even though I am nearing forty, I look forward every year to hearing my birth story. The details of that cold night, the dead car, my mother’s refusal of pain medication, my father’s inclusion in the birth, are dramatic and romantic. Each year, I am surprised to discover something that I didn’t know before.

My children’s birth stories are different. (Literary Mama.com)

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