T wo years later I was blessed with another pregnancy. The years in between had humbled me: My family was growing but I felt like I’d shrunk.
“I used to be so in control” I complained to my neighbor at the bus stop on the first day of school. “But now I feel like I need another four hands. And maybe also one more head. Is that too much to ask?”
“Wait does that mean you have a head?”
I kept my face straight. “I do I just have no idea where I put it.”
