Nine months of joy, fear, wonder, and worry culminated in Liam’s birth on Tuesday, October 21, 2003. I happily sailed through my first two trimesters, traversing the newness of pregnancy, enthralled by the mystery of who our child would be. My final three months were not so great – I began to feel cumbersome, tired and unable to navigate my large form into any state that remotely resembled relief. My feet were so swollen, they only fit into a well-stretched pair of flip flops.