The Swedish Hospital Multiples class I occasionally speak to is a 3 hour, Wednesday night, five-week series. The parents are often tired, hungry or freaked, depending on how bad work sucked that day and the night’s topic. The panel is meant to offer real-life insight into what new parents can expect, but I always leave wondering if we’ve scared the hell out […]
MY NAME IS JULES
I lose track of the days. I’m super self-conscious. Nerdy. Obsessive. And just a bit weird.