Nine babies in eleven days. Yesterday two babies about ten hours apart. Lynn at one birth, me at the other. We had a fatty: 9# 8oz guy. Everything about him was big. From his birth, I came home, showered, changed clothes and went to clinic until nine PM. Came home, lay down and didn't remember anything until I woke at three AM. Couldn't go back to sleep so I read and listened to music until it got light. Mostly I wondered who was in labor then, somewhere in the city women were laboring and giving birth.
We're making it through the month of seventeen due dates, five to go. We're ok. One of our students is leaving mid-September so we're gonna have a spa day and dinner at our local vegan restaurant to celebrate her. She's joining our practice next year, goddess willing.
Tomorrow I'm hoping no one is gonna have a baby so I can take a walk/swim with the dawg, I can feel the change in the air, a few leaves on the ground.
All those babies. May they grow healthy and plump and may their parents love them real good and strong.
Love,
Your steady midwife
8 comments:
I wish I had the information about midwives when my kids were born!
You are doing a brilliant job. Absolutely!
For a fraction of a second I thought that was a picture of a pile of dolls. Goodness, what a lot of babies!
Your wish for your babies is perfect.
My wish for you is a quiet day for you to walk and swim and recharge for the babies to come and for yourself. Aren't we constantly midwifing ourselves into each new and strange and sometimes scary part of our lives? It seems so to me, Beth.
Birdie-I knew about them. there just weren't any around in the 70's.
Sabine-thanks, taking adrenal support, that's for sure.
A-right? Babies lying around everywhere!
Mary-the sun is brightly shining. No one has called yet so I have hope I can be out there in the water. XXX B
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