Where did the month go?
We just returned from a wonderful week's vacation in Michigan's Leelanau Penninsula. I knitted lots (more on that in a future post), read a satisfying amount, and enjoyed my time with the family.
I return to what promises to be a full, challenging month. If all goes as planned we close on the sale of our house and purchase of a new one this next week. Two weeks later we're scheduled to move. Just a few blocks across town, but an emptying of domicile nonetheless.
That would be challenge enough, but it just so happens I also have a client due the same week of our planned move. Who would have guessed when we listed our house in March and I accepted a client in April, that the (most welcomed) forces of relocation would pinpoint the same time frame as the labor godesses.
As always, I'm putting my faith in the "this will work out; it always does" mantra we birth tenders cling to.
Which reminds me. Two nice twin stories to pass along. The first from someone I know through work, whose twin boys arrived roughly a half hour apart in early June. They were her second and third children. They, like their sister before them, arrived vaginally, without any pain meds in their mama. Between them, they weighed over 11 1/2 pounds.
The second is from a former client who left the area about a year ago. She, like the work colleague, was young, not on fertility medication, and completely floored by the announcement of twins on the way. Hers, too, arrived vaginally in a birth she would not have wanted to go any other way.
It is reassuring to hear that hospitals are still letting multiples, at least in some situations, arrive in their own time, through the birth canal.