Last Friday, the Wall Street Journal alerted me to this tidbit of shopping news: I can pay someone to name my baby for me. Whew! That's a relief. I was beginning to worry that I might actually have to do this one all by my lonesome.

My dear husband and...

When I tell my friends in America that I'm having a baby in Mexico City, they often gasp with contained horror. What they don't realize is that as the Democratic candidates line up with vague plans about how to fix America's broken managed care system, in Mexico they already have...