Diary Of A Single Mother
March, 1993
Herewith, the condensed diary of a single mother:1970: I don't think I can make it. The Lamaze breathing is useless. I'm pushing, I'm screaming. "Just once more!" the doctor prompts. I give a mammoth push. It's a boy! A perfect boy! Too many babies are born at once, so there are not enough recovery rooms. My baby and I are pushed into a hallway where I nurse him for two hours. The hospital has forgotten us, we are in our own little world.1971: My baby walks and talks and laughs. My hus...
