On the surface, it might appear that I don't have a lot in common with Brooke Shields. And for the most part, you'd be right.
There is the obvious...I have not appeared nude in a movie. Indeed, I have not appeared in any movie. Nor have I starred in a TV show.
I did not attend an Ivy League university, but a Jesuit one. I did not major in French literature, but squeezed out a double major in history and philosophy.
Whereas nothing came between her and her Calvin Kleins, mostly the price and my predilection for shopping at Target come between me and any pair of Calvins.
You might think that she outshines me.
But, I one-upped her.
Always the over-achiever, I got my postpartum depression early.
My hormones have taken me for a ride this pregnancy. Not a pleasant one. My midwife assures me that this is normal...1 in 5 women do experience depression during pregnancy. In most cases, it doesn't mean that postpartum depression is imminent. Usually, depression just works itself out as the new babylove exits the birth canal.
Just like Brooke, I want you to know it happens. And that is why I haven't returned your calls in weeks and weeks.
Please don't go all Tom Cruise on my tail.