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“Never complain, never explain” is the old saying, and my mother completely embodied it. Me, on the other hand? I love complaining. Almost as much as I love explaining! If I could just kvetch and give disclaimers all day, I would be so happy.
My doctor had advised me to only put on twenty to thirty pounds during my pregnancy, and yet, in my first trimester, I had actually lost nine pounds. This was an incredible feat for me, because I’ve struggled with my weight my whole life, and I was definitely expecting pregnancy to make me bounce-house size. It helped that I was nauseated by everything and never wanted to eat.
I hadn’t overachieved this much since high school, and I was loving this vibe for myself.
She had the kind of work ethic that reminded me of my mother, for whom nothing was more important than being professional and showing dedication.
I’d gotten a ton of stitches, and every time I had to pee, it was my personal Vietnam.

