Childbirth. It’s like squeezing a can of beer through a mouse. Only not.

Well.  It went and happened.  Daughter number 2 bounced (not literally…the hospitals here are quite awesome) in to the world on Monday morning. Yup, the young lady decided to wait until I had just finished a load of night shifts, had very little sleep and then made me stay up for 30+ hours.  Thanks kiddo.  But Braelyn’sContinue reading “Childbirth. It’s like squeezing a can of beer through a mouse. Only not.”