Birth 101: Reflections of a Reluctant Mother

Never never never will I have children. As a child, I threw dolls across the room. I had no interest and no patience for them. I cringed when I heard babies cry anywhere; I avoided holding them and moved as far away from them as I could in movie theaters and airplanes. I felt nothing but pity and perhaps disdain for those who had them. So—joy of joys—I thought I’d hit early menopause at 39. I was wrong. I was pregnant. I was against it all from the outset. But things changed, just as everyone said they would, and just as I was sure they would not. This chronicles the diary of an “old” pregnant woman who is about to discover a whole new dimension to life, and his name is Winston. Using humorous descriptions and honest fears, this book should appeal to all—young and old—who find themselves pregnant or who have children…and even those who, like the author, insisted that they never would.