Shopping While Black From Chicken Soup for the Soul: I'm Speaking Now By Robin D. Hamilton I am followed in department stores. I have walked in dressed professionally or dressed in jeans... and instantly, security is on my back. ~Tamron Hall My due date had come and gone. I was huge, miserable, and tired of people asking if I were having twins! Yet, I couldn't resist going into the nursery several times a day to imagine my baby finally living there. Come on, baby! I thought, as I waddled around the room, hoping that my next trip to the doctor would be to deliver Baby H. During my nine-month checkup, the doctor said, "No worries, I just delivered a fourteen-pound baby the other day. Naturally. You'll be fine." My heart skipped a few beats. "Wait, you're saying my baby will be fourteen pounds at birth?" I asked in disbelief and dread. (Keep reading) |
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