Saturday, August 16, 2014

Two babies at once and no room at the birth center so one of them delivered on our clinic room floor by the exam table. Very gracious they were, didn't care where they were as long as we were with them. A fine, fat baby girl, as yet with no name.

Today performing a wedding for a writer friend. Coming and going, all the time. A week to Tuscany.

Whew. I can sleep on the plane.


Ms. Moon said...

Ah! How wonderful! I remember when I was having Hank and after laboring at home for 28 hours I went to the hospital and was squatting on the floor pushing and the nurse was laughing (in a nice way) and she said, "You better get up on this bed or you're going to have that baby on the floor."
"I don't care!" I told her. And I didn't.
Isn't that the way of it?
Tuscany. One week. Oh my Lord. I am so excited for you!

Elizabeth said...

So much literal LIFE in these few sentences!

Birdie said...

Though I had my babies safely in a birthing room in the comfort of all that is possible my euphoria and bliss would have not been any less if I had them in a mud hut.

Mel said...

Babies, weddings. You are awash in life and love. I'm excited for your trip and can't wait to hear that everything was wonderful.

And dear lord, that header photo! Where is is?

:) and xo