Yesterday, two girls were born. One after the other. I don't talk about my work here much but I love delivering babies. I do. Even if I get a twisted back and a stiff neck. And I lose sleep. I was meant to do it. And I'm lucky to do what I love for a living. I know it.
I'm drinking a good red in my only wine glass and I feel special. It's the sun. It makes me feel oddly optimistic.