My mother loved telling me stories about how horrendously sick she was when she was pregnant with me. She told me how one morning on the way to work she had to pull over during Chicago’s rush hour traffic. Once she was on the side of the road she had to throw up. Now, I don’t know if she threw up in a bag in the car or if she threw up outside of the car. I couldn’t really ever figure out how one could have morning sickness so badly that they instantly needed to throw up and could not wait. Surely, this has to be one of these exaggerated mom things, you know, the stuff we plan to say to our kids when they’re a little older so they truly appreciate all the work and “suffering” we’ve done for them.
For example, I’ll tell Brennan, my oldest son, one … Read More