At the age of 28 I had my first child, a big, strong, beautiful boy, Johnny. The pregnancy had been normal, uneventful, and the birth, following an easy, quick labor, also uneventful. There was no reason to expect anything different with a second pregnancy. But it was different. Within 2 months I had a small hemorrhage. By the time the baby was born I had had 4 or 5 more. The baby, a girl, was born at 26 weeks, so small the doctor could hold her in...