Eight months ago, I had my daughter Layla Sorella. Eight weeks after that, I wrote about how the medical trauma surrounding her birth forever changed me. It’s kind of incredible to me that so many months later, we’re still feeling the aftershocks. Layla is doing amazingly well given her low birth weight and prematurity; and though I’m struggling with PTSD (something more common after traumatic childbirth than most people realize), I can’t help but feel incredibly grateful that I have this wee person in my life. So, happy 8 month birthday, baby-o-mine. Here’s hoping the rest of your life is filled with a lot less drama, and even more love.