A little more than two months before my due date, panic set in.  Though I had much experience as an aunt and babysitter, and in spite of my life-long fantasies of motherhood, the moment was quickly approaching where my life would change forever. Change, even joyous change, can be terrifying.  In my case, a difficult twin pregnancy kept very dire possibilities hanging in the balance.  My husband was eerily calm; if I didn't know better I would have thought he was medicated. I spoke to my Read on...