Not stern...I had all kinds of isues to face when I was pregnant. It was just sooo...emotional.

*laughs* I remember ripping a book apart, literally shredding it, because I was pissed at the book, the author, the world.

I can also say that once I held my sweet little baby...it was all good. When I look at him...I can't even describe it to you. But I really do see that spark of the Divine in his eyes and his heart. It chokes me up and my heart sings.