The Poor Second Child

Growing up, I always felt a little bit of resentment towards my younger sister (even saying that I feel horrible admitting it.)  Being the older sibling I always felt that she “got away” with things that I never did and she seemed to be granted privileges that I never had.  It seemed as if my…

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Welcome to the World

My second son, Matthew, was born on January 3rd.  His birth was both traumatic and empowering.  After a rough pregnancy, my team of doctors was fairly convinced that my baby would be arriving early.  His due date was December 26th, the day after Christmas.  I have to admit that I was really worried that he…

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