Revisiting 2011: Book #15: Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret
This week, I’m revisiting some of my favorite posts from 2011 while I take a one-week break from writing and simply focus on reading and spending time with my family. This post was originally published on April 4, 2011. 101 Books will return live on Monday January 2. See you then!
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Unspeakable things happen in a labor and delivery room. I’ve been there. I’ve seen it. With my eyes.
June 16, 2010 was the day my wife and I welcomed our first child into the world, a little boy. On that day, I was certain, absolutely certain, that I would never again–or at least until we have a second child–experience what it means to be a woman like that. Lights. Voices. Blood. Fluids. Apparatuses. God only knows what else.
This whole giving birth thing is pretty intense, I thought. I could never do that. Thank God for women.
So I thought I had pretty much experienced the essence of womanhood. But, oh no. Dear Lord, no. Thanks to Judy Blume’s epic tale, Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret, I learned that there’s much more to being a woman than childbirth.
