I had a rough pregnancy, and a painful, two day labor that eventually led to me pushing for fifteen minutes and giving life to one of the most handsome faces this world has to offer. As my son was laid on my chest, I felt exhausted and shocked, not in love and happy like you’ll hear about when every other women on this planet gives their account of child birth. I loved and cared about my son, but I felt more numb and tired then anything. Read more