Bastille Day holds a special place in my heart for so many reasons. My French heritage, my Francophilia, and now, most importantly – the birth of my children! To avoid any confusion, let me explain – they were born after 6 PM on the 13th, meaning it was already Bastille Day in France. I literally asked the doctor if she could wait to start my c-section so that (hopefully) they’d be officially born on the French holiday. Yes, my love for France is that
crazy deep and true.
bonne fête nationale