Big Bad Momma

Lucy, meet your mother.

Throughout the pregnancy, Sarah has apologized to me for being "crabby". This is crazy talk. She has the HARDEST JOB IN THE WORLD, which is to carry this kid around with her for almost a year. Her body is constantly changing, growing more and more uncomfortable each month. And now, as we reach the final moments, she's told that she has to walk into the operating room for her C-section. That's just nuts. I guess it has to do with keeping her flexible or minimizing pain medication or she lost a bet or something.

Sarah feels guilty because she can't do as much around the house as she'd like. I understand that feeling but I don't subscribe to it. For me, taking care of her is how I get to participate in the pregnancy. Sarah's doing the real work, I'm trying to keep up with her. She doesn't get a break. She goes from nine months pregnant to recovering from surgery AND being a New Mom.

Yeah, I'm biased. I'm married to her, she's my best friend, I have a crush on her, blah blah. It's always tough to watch the people you love going through hard times. But Sarah... she's awesome.