Dads really do count

Dads really do count

Just a few days ago, I sat watching from my train seat as a dad got off with his two little sons. The younger son couldn’t have been more than five years old while the older one could probably pass for seven. What caught my attention was this big burly man who got on...
Help! I’m in Transition

Help! I’m in Transition

I remember when I first found out that I was pregnant with my first baby, that was over fifteen years ago. I was filled with awe, anticipation and trepidation – all at the same time. It was a strange feeling knowing that another human being was forming inside of...