Dear daughter: I want you to have everything your heart desires — but I don't plan to give it to you.
Somebody told me pregnancy was my time to pig out. So I dove into eating for two wholeheartedly ... and gained 45 pounds.
Nothing about my pregnancy went as expected. Its heart-wrenching start was no exception.
An epic dilemma: Should I tell my husband about being pregnant, and that I might be losing the baby, or should I keep it secret and pray for a miracle?
I hated my husband after our baby was born — everything about him. So I called in a shrink to pull me back from the brink.