So about three months ago, I had a baby. It was a boy. His name is Milam (pronounced my-lum). I visited my midwife the day before his birth because I knew the time was near. He was fully cooked, and so was I. Sure enough, I was three centimeters dilated which meant his birthday was coming soon. Chris’s parents came up to watch Eloise while we were at the birth house in Tennessee. I would have had him at home, but my midwife stopped delivering babies in Alabama because it is illegal and she  almost went to jail one too many…