“Have you singed up for childbirth classes?” I asked.
“Yeah, we signed up for a bunch- the labor class and hospital tour. Oh and the newborn class! You know, the one where they teach you how to keep you baby alive?” she said with a little laugh.
The fun little repertoire we had going came to a standstill. It wasn’t her fault; she didn’t know my newborn had died. I could see a little confusion on her face as her chummy midwife suddenly became all business.
“Which arm do you want your flu shot in?”
SiIlly me, I only signed up for labor classes. I hadn’t taken the newborn class. Do you think if I did, I would have been able to keep my baby alive?
Are there jokes you once easily laughed at that you don’t find funny anymore?