1 min readApr 2, 2018
When I was pregnant with our first, they told us in childbirth classes to make sure the husband brought a sandwich or something for lunch during labor cause we might be in for the long haul. While I was in the throes of labor he unwrapped his PB%J sandwich and the smell of peanut butter enveloped me. I said “Get that damn sandwich outa here right now!”