At a labor. Sitting in a bedroom in the dark listening to the mother breathing and moaning.
This job is crazy.
I live in the south end. The family lives way the hell and gone on the other side of the most rapidly growing city in the universe. AND there were school busses. AND accidents. AND it's raining (natch). I used up my curse words getting here. And I was saying not nice things about school children who were getting on/off the yellow busses.
Ok, be here now. Not in traffic anymore. Just here with this family and a new human.
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Craziest job in the world. And quite possibly, the most important and rewarding. May all go well.
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