Yesterday, a co-worker and friend, D, had the unfortunate opportunity to ride back from lunch with me and 3 good friends…yes, he was the only male in the car. And as things often go, our (of course, I’m referring to the 4 female passengers when I say “our”) conversation turned into a descriptive discussion about childbirth (sorry, D!). Why does this happen so often? I feel like, as moms, we proudly share our childbirth stories as if we are telling our own war stories. And why shouldn’t we? It’s what we do for the world, and I think we should be proud!