I'm a little ashamed to admit…
…But I found myself bawling at the end. Kind of a strange position to be in as a woman in her thirties surrounded by 4-year-olds. I'm usually not a crier, so I think it touched me deeply.

I remember this book!
I read this in 8th grade for a school assignment. It blew my mind at the time, and I've never forgotten it. I think about the ending every time I see the Golden Gate bridge, which is often now that I live in the bay area.

Maybe I didn't get my point across well enough. My sister's pregnancy and birth were considered to be COMPLETELY NORMAL up until the point when she started bleeding. There was no warning of impending complications. I am all for mother's having dignity and plenty of choices in their birth plan, but please keep in…

Just Had to Comment…
My sister had an uneventful pregnancy and an ordinary birth without anaesthetic. Then she began to bleed. The doctors tried to stop it, and they couldn't. She ended up with an emergency hysterectomy, a huge blood loss, and three days in a coma. She almost died. And if the next room over…