One of the great joys and mysteries of pregnancy is imagining what that life growing inside of you might actually turn out to be. Will his hair be blond like mine was when I was a child? Will she love basketball like her daddy, or will she pick up Mama’s tennis...
I grew up as the sister of a brother who is four years older than I am and as the only girl in a neighborhood full of boys around my age. I learned early on how to become “one of the guys.” Sometimes I played with my dolls by myself, but often I played outside with...
