The Average Amish Woman

Faith came through the labor of her first child a little worse for wear. It had been twenty-three agonizingly long hours of pain and worry. The good part was that she and her husband, Luke, were now blessed with a new boppli boy. After the birthing process, Faith had been far too exhausted to even hold the poor little boppli, let alone choose a name for him. Luke tried as best he could to manage the boppli alone. The midwife had mentioned that a case of the baby blues was a normal happensta...