When I was in labor at the hospital, my husband was working away on his laptop. Things weren’t progressing quickly for me, and I was far from comfortable, but my very work-oriented husband wasn’t going to miss an opportunity to conduct some business. When the nurse finished checking my vitals, fluffing my pillow and smoothing my blanket, my husband said to her, “I’ve got a headache. Can I get an aspirin or something?” I just about threw my pillow at him. Barbara, mother of 4
Sep6